I know beyond the darkness, there's a candle flame that flickers and the darkness is a mantle on my soul.
I know beyond the darkness, there's a peace that yet evades me as the reaper waits in silence for his toll.
But if i hear the sobbing, from the shadows that pursue me and the voice that calls me softly, calls my name.
Then I must turn and answer, tell the reason for my leaving,
tell her gently that it's me, not her, to blame.
Exquisite, poignant, haunting, intriguing... leaves the reader pondering, wondering, wanting more...
A hautingly beautiful poem that really touched me deeply. I loved your devoted imagery, and enjoyed it greatly.
This has quiet acceptance for what comes to us all, sort of a last statement of love before passing beyond without fear but thinking of the person left behind. Gentle mood leaving us to reflect. Glad to have found you....will dropp in more.- Cindy
Such a beautiful, heart-sick lullaby as I've never read before. It's so classic I'd expect to open up any poetry anthology and find it there on the first pages. Truly awesome. And the opacity just adds even more to the majesty.
Yeah laurie I really like this a lot. Can I recite it at one of the venues I go to.-10
You are a talented wordsmith Laurie... I like the mystery in this piece 10 plussssssssss Tracy
But if i hear the sobbing, from the shadows that pursue me and the voice that calls me softly, calls my name. Then I must turn and answer, tell the reason for my leaving, tell her gently that it's me, not her, to blame. ..................... wowwww, this is a stunning write, Laurie...oh, i think, i will be your regular reader now.. Love this piece..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love the way this is written...like long, languid brush strokes that paint a vivid scene...wonderful