"My Revelation"A Poem by MagdelenaThe beauty of realization..
On morns break, with the sun slowly rising; I sit out on my porch and watch the beauty of the new horizon Tears come so easily And I let them fall For such beauty before me, I rarely saw. I have never noticed the way the sky, so blue; looked as the sun slowly came forth Or the way the heavens parted, clouds softly formed, As they made their way to separate for the new morning dawn. I was tired, yes, but still awake There was so many things I still had to partake So many things I needed to do But I sat still and watched as the new morning came through. Then a knock came Softly, yet heard I went to answer and here is what occurred. Revelation came and knocked at my door this night I answered and stepped aside for such a heavenly sight With it, along came, reason, and no more doubt; And happiness, passion along with no more pain All tied together neatly in a bow; with a string attached which was tied just so. We sat for awhile, myself and my new friends Talking about long ago, memories, the new trends I asked them why they came; yet I think I already knew. Reason stood forth and took my hand Then along with her came no more doubt Then happiness and passion came about. And off to the side, I saw Revelation again Slowly it moved towards me And together they all spread out their hands. No more pain stood behind, for she was there to protect My rock when I need her forever I suspect. I felt all move within me Their hands touching so Each and every one of them Bringing a lesson to bestow. I felt reason come in, then next was no more doubt Then Passion next for she was rare; and had many things she had to share. Next came happiness, then no more pain... And all together they began my change.. My body tingled; my heart overflowed. What I once held dear; was now disposed. I saw clearly now Things I never saw before I looked around, then walked to my patio door. As I walked outside; I saw the strangest thing Sights I have seen before Yet never meant a thing. I saw the sunrise start to rise, Its beauty surreal I felt a tug at my heart Then slowly stated to feel. A new feeling then Came slowly inside I had not noticed her before But she was standing watching to the
side. Her name was love So pure and divine And as she went inside me I felt this feeling slowly wind. A heart that I took for granted Now started to feel Sights, I never looked at Were now different and surreal. Oh such beauty laid before me And I gasped at all the many sights For never before had I wondered on my
surroundings Never before had I felt it was my given
right. And with her I would begin to learn See the many things she had to share. Feel what was meant for me To cherish and lean how rare. For life was a gift Chosen for us once long ago And tonight I was given a second
chance To look at it once more. So standing back now, I held out my arms, And felt these feelings come in. Rare it was...Yet wonderful all the same And suddenly I realized; I was no longer afraid. With joy in my heart, I turned to see the sun rise; it was then I felt my tears So this was love, I whispered so soft; as she wiped away my fears. I stood immobile, My eyes taking in all Such beauty stood before me Such wonder and peace, I do recall. A sigh broke through It was then I understood All along what I have been missing Now was at my fingertips, as it always should. Tears I now wept Of beauty, not pain Of moments I shall now treasure; for my life would never be the same. So as I watched the sun rise; my thoughts were on all before. A smile broke out on my lips; as I began to recall. The knock on my door last night; which I opened and let in. Turned out to be my Revelation. My now truth and new best
friend... MoonStar 11/23/08 © 2011 MagdelenaAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on February 2, 2011 Last Updated on February 2, 2011 AuthorMagdelenaCharlotte, NCAboutHello to all; Been awhile since I been on. Most know me, some don't. Hopefully I can get to know the few that don't and catch up with all the other fine fellow poets/friends that have become so.. more..Writing
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