Beautiful Epiphany!
When have we last met?
Acceptance and deliverance
I will greet the new day
I fell, such a great stumble
Off of my pedestal
It was sudden! Rushing thoughts
For years I have craved
Someone not meant for me
Shall I run and sing,
With joy or sorrow?
Neither, I will wait for tomorrow
Love is far too blinding
I have regained my vision
Epiphany! Let us dance in glee
It is me, she shall never see
But I promise to look away
Should my heart beat quickly
For another, would surely
Jump to be with me
Epiphany, a thousand thank yous
For showing me the bright sun
While the day is still young
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A strong undercurrent of a blend of sorrow and hope throughout this poem - fantastic writing.