My Last Great Darkness

My Last Great Darkness

A Poem by An owl on the moon
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In the stillness of your sanctuary

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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


© 2016 An owl on the moon


Author's Note

An owl on the moon
Calma e tranquilidade
são as ordens do senhor
Calma e tranquilidade
para receber o amor

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"Showing me that every cell
Every thread of me
Was inscribed with your name"

I like how these words remind me of unconditional devotion, which still exists even after your significant other has moved on from you.

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

Yes... this kind of love has no end, not even in a lover's absence. It is immortal... even in the si.. read more
Calm and tranquility....we all long for it and only when we have found it do we know how important it is in our lives. When you find that person who allows you to "live" in their soul, it is forever. A very different love poem, but a very romantic view of life. I enjoyed this. Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

You saw it so clearly, dear Lydi. Thank you for letting the words speak their peace. One very specia.. read more
'Seeking my homeland within you' -such a deeply intimate way to express the idea. Thank you for sharing you great talent.

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

I appreciate your words so much. Thank you my friend. May your weekend bring you to the depths of "h.. read more
Our mind can become our own personal prison or hell when we let fear lead our train of thought.

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

Yes, oh yes, my friend. And I grew up afraid of the dark, until someone taught me its peace. Thank y.. read more
We can lose sight of our own place in the divine in our pursuit of romantic love ... The thing is the object our affection do appear divinely beautiful, don't they. Just like this poem:)

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

Yes, dear Pryde, it is true. And life is slowly teaching me that even in distance and darkness there.. read more
This poem create a lonely feeling, but yet a strong soul of a loner who misses someone.

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

You understood so well. Sometimes, in the lonely places, it is where our hearts grow stronger. Bless.. read more
An emotional piece really, a class that makes the student pay attention, well done, good read.

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

Thomas, I truly appreciate your kindness.
Truly enjoyed reading this amazing piece, you are one of those poet's that
write from so deep and with ease,thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 8 Years Ago


An owl on the moon

8 Years Ago

Ah, dear Jamestown, good to see you by again! May your week bring such blessings. :)

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