The Errant Traveler

To me hope seems to come and go of it own accord.

The Errant Traveler: 

 

This vision against an ashen sky

seen only with a mortal’s eyes-

tapestry trees as lovely brides

cascade softly in gossamer light.

 

Creation’s Pythagorean spheres

counter winter diurnal rhythms-

Thomas Cole allegory cathedral

as seraphim light hills terrestrial.

 

Sprites wings escape earth’s tilt

on slipstream light of first dawn-

night veil lifted invokes a peace

that ferry the darkest fears away.

 

Soul’s grand momentary notion

no yearning summons answers-

no grasp will hold an exclusion

of constant melody and refrain.

 

Not the place where hope abides

but this is where his truth resides-

in a likeness repeatedly inscribed

the Errant Traveler still remains.

 

Reviews

[Lorry]

Hope is a lot like luck like that. We can't pin anything down, but we do feel it's presence.
I could also add faith to that list, but I as an agnostic never really believed in it until I took ill and I found myself praying and making deals with something I don't believe in, just to get out of the mess I was in at the time.
Now thankfully better, I understand faith people have a bit better, but another way of explaining it is that I am a hypocrite. 😊
I guess we all want to believe that we somehow go on in some form after life has ended. I just think that if that's the case, heaven would be hell to me, too crowded and too noisy and I'd hand my wings in gladly after about a week of that for something somewhere far quieter.
I think your second line says it all. How else can we see but with the eyes of a mortal?
Really enjoyed your words.

[carl]

thank you for your time to read and review my poem, and especially for your personal comments and insights very much enjoyed what you had to say. Glad you found something in the piece to enjoy or cause you to reflect. take care -carl

[Arundass TP]

Each lines when I read it looks like a double poem. So depth and meaningful way you wrote. I can take this poem as a travellers quest, a philosophical quest or in psychological terms. Great one

[carl]

thank you so much for your time and the kind review, greatly appreciated. I would say most likely for me it was philosophical exposition. I am a firm believer in the truth and need for hope but am often at odds to describe how and when it arrives or when I know it is present but not tangible and seems only to be inscribed on the surface of the present. again thank you for the read and insight. -carl

[Arundass TP]

Welcome friend 😊