of birth, death, and the great search in between

A Poem By Taylor // 8/27/2009

 

 

 

i left in search of myself,
walking an hourglass beach of sand
fine as a persian silk, white
as the spray of the sea
being thrown against a full-moon sky

i came upon a story-telling
(i no stranger to the tale,
it being mine, and i doing the telling)--
for the hourglass had broke,
melting the hemispheres,
smelting the three distinguished sands,
of up, coming down, and down,
and all their latitudes and longitudes,
into a single ore of frozen time

here i was: a huddled mass,
evolving, stratified polaroids:
of the cradle, the grave,
and all thereabouts in between,

all in a ring of converse, one with another,
striking memories and tales together
like a caveman's flint and stone
sparking a fire within our soul,
birthing itself by the breath of life
a being, weary of eternity

one voice above the others rose
not by force, but by gravity, like a stream
that with time grows into a mighty ocean
too big even for the hands of its god to contain

then was i altogether seperate, otherly:
when hearing this voice, coming
from lips for which no memories yet exist
and to whom i was a stranger still

an elder me, an ancient one,
who stood aloof from the mass
speaking words ripe with age,
with the ache to be spoken, and heard,
of a great many things, but really just these few:
of birth, death, and the great search in between

Comments

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Wow.

Mairead | Thu, 08/27/2009

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"Sweet is the love that never knew a wound, but deeper that which died and rose again." - Mother Mary Francis

It reminds me a bit of the

It reminds me a bit of the Arabian Nights, but more poetic.  I like the first verse best.  Beautiful!

Bridget | Thu, 08/27/2009

"I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question." - Harun Yahya

Wow, this is really

Wow, this is really nice....isn't poetry amazing! :)

Lily | Thu, 08/27/2009

From the first line in you

From the first line in you had me; great poem! :)

Sarah B. | Fri, 09/04/2009

Lovely

What a lovely, lonely poem. I loved the feel of the words on my mouth :-) and the idea that you 'came upon' a story telling, but it was your own. Words that ache to be spoken. Somehow, I know that feeling.

Thank you for sharing, your poem as well as your profile story, somehow I know the feeling of that as well.

All those who seek shall find, and those that call upon the Lord in truth hear His answer, believe me, I have been there.

- A

Anonymous | Mon, 08/09/2010

WoW!!!!!!!! :D

This is amazing!!!!! What more do I have to say????!!! this is utter and complete awesomeness!!!!!!!

Tayme | Wed, 09/01/2010