My Last Great Darkness

I remember

When it swallowed all light

The first darkness

That crept slowly into the edges of me

Isolation as all else faded

Terror as the night howled

Haunting silences with a fragrance of lavender

Yet I stood

Uncertain, but defiant

And the enlightenment spoke

Showing me that every cell

Every thread of me

Was inscribed with your name

So now I exist

In my last great darkness

The angel calls “Tranquility”

Waiting

Wandering

I sit sighing

Seeking with every breath

To bless you

Seeking my homeland

Within you

Though for now

I am merely

A silhouette

In the transcendence

Of your incandescence

In the stillness of your sanctuary

Author's Note

Calma e tranquilidade
são as ordens do senhor
Calma e tranquilidade
para receber o amor

Reviews

[‘Thoughts In Time..]

Tranquility only the soul knows in the depth of the spirit- wonderful words of knowing and waitingbon what must be- wonderful 🌹

[An owl on the moon]

Yes, oh thank you. Tranquility... what a glorious place few ever wander. May you find it always, dear poet.

[A.L.]

Why are you poems always so painful? It's as though the past have more intrigue than the future...

You know you're a brilliant writer and you definitely have a lot of love from the comments. So instead of telling you the obvious, a challenge perhaps?

Let your readers into a secret event or feeling you had that was amazing and memorable. It'll give us a peek at what you're like when you are not hurting.

[An owl on the moon]

Reading your kind thoughts, and yes, wishing I could convey the lighter side of me. I honestly smile at every sunrise, laugh through every day. I have known deep, longing joy, and do live to reach that joy again in days to come; to reach home. It may be that in pain I find beauty and long to release it from its shell of darkness. For you, dear poet, I will create a poem that reflects the lighter side of my moon (with your words from Neruda). Challenge accepted. Wishing you such a day of bright, boundless blessings.

[A.L.]

Well I'm glad to hear you have indeed experience overwhelming joy. Hopefully your cup will be filled again with it.

I'm looking forward to it.

[An owl on the moon]

I do believe the deeper the suffering, the deeper one recognizes and appreciates the waves of joy when they come.

[A.L.]

Exactly. It's getting through the suffering however, that's the hard part. But just look forward to the end and the blessings around you.

[Fahmida Mehreen]

"I am merely
A silhouette
In the transcendence
Of your incandescence
In the stillness of your sanctuary"

The lines sparked the image of the love of my life. Thank you for sharing such mighty words. :)

[An owl on the moon]

That is glorious, dear poet. I am so glad they could make you ponder the love of your life more. :)

[Ayvid N]

The soul lingers, waits in a haunting stillness for the soulmate. Sometimes for eternities. But the incandescence is sure to wipe away the darkness and claim what is rightfully its own. Such a mystical feeling fills my soul reading you once again....

[An owl on the moon]

You understand so well, dear Divya. Yes, it is the journey of two souls aching in the oneness, yet torn apart. May you always feel yourself flowing into your soul's home.

[Ayvid N]

Thank you dear Craig...

[Coyote Poetry]

Amazing poetry my friend. I have enjoyed your work.
Coyote

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you so much my friend. Seems I have become well acquainted with darkness these days.

[Coyote Poetry]

Darkness can find us and you are welcome my friend.

[BBP]

Beautiful! It screams devotion and pain. A lost love leaves a lost soul.

[An owl on the moon]

Yes, oh you understand. Thank you for sharing your thoughts here.

[BBP]

Thank you for sharing your writing.

[barleygirl]

I love your very original take on the feeling of "being left behind" (for WHATEVER reasons!) Your word choices & phrase-crafting really sings here. I love the way things SOUND as well as the meaning you are conveying. The title & use of this phrase in the poem is stellar. I love the occasional use of thought-provoking contrasts:
"Haunting silences with a fragrance of lavender" . . . and "darkness called tranquility"

[An owl on the moon]

I appreciate your thoughts and presence so much. May you find endless light around you. :)

[Ted Kniffen]

Loved this, C. I can appreciate the sentiment. To be a part of someone is a precious thing indeed. To allow them to be part of you holds a certain anxiety and a great responsibility. This poem describes the situation very well. Good write.

[An owl on the moon]

I am so glad for your words, Ted. Thank you so much.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think of my dad here, who he was, what he accomplished...what got away from him...part of him sits in darkness now...creeping up on him...he's still there, and he knows it is eventually coming...

but he lived 97 years so far in such light---he is still smiling.

j.

[An owl on the moon]

Thank you for your kind words, jacob, and for sharing of your dad. He still inspires you and lifts you, and nothing is more beautiful than that lingering light in our lives.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

C Froman,
finding tranquility in heaviness. This poem was a sophisticated poem which left me deeply involved because I understand the mindset of wanting to stay somewhere mentally-emotionally until I have moved to the next season of life. So lovely. Blessings, kathy

[An owl on the moon]

I truly appreciate your kindness, your insights, dear Kathy, and hope you find all the peace you desire, and more so in the midst of the storms. Blessings.