i have grown tired
weary
worn
exhaustion weighs me down
the sound of futility
fills each footfall
i have struggled
in vain
for decades
it is time for reprise
show me the portal
let me face
the final light
let me step
through the gate
into eternity
or nothingness
it matters not
any more
just show me
the light
I was there. You saw me. You heard me. In the shadows. But was I really there?
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Your words, in the body of the poem, are straightforward, heartfelt. It is interesting that you chose a title reminiscent of Shakespeare – archaic, ethereal. Is it more a spiritual release that you crave, do you think?
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The piece that inspired the title is by Bach – Break Forth O Beauteous Heavenly Light. Has been “hymnalized” as well…
Spiritual release I don’t think is the issue … but hadn’t considered it. Doesn’t “feel” like that though.
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I was just intrigued…
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Better than curious I suppose … knowing what happened to the cat 😉
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You writing invokes so much emotion,Marcus
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I hope that’s not a completely bad thing …
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No. I like to feel 😀 so for me it is a wonderful skill you have 🙂
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I really like this one.
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