I Bid Farewell To Night Poem by Lynn W. Petty

I Bid Farewell To Night



Above the cliffside looking down its shear,
I wavered on the edge of my resolve.
The ache of heart had plumbed the depths of pain.
A storm approached, its bands of clouds had screened,
With opal mist, the early morning blue.
The distant thunderheads seemed held aloft by colonnades of rain.
The pounding surf was pillaging the shore with surge and swell of sea.
Resounding hard against the break-wall, its thunder broke the solitude with sound.
In vain, veiled streams of sunlight strove to lift the brooding loom of nature's broiling mood. Enveloped in the heave and thrust of shift and change,
I saw dynamic push and shove as cosmic evolution. Having lifted
Me to heights beyond the ego of myself, I knew that I, yes, I
Was part of that Great Magnitude of Force.
No longer would I cease to be; No longer forced to stand upon
The brink of darkened doubt. My chains removed, my sight regained,
With vision clear, I gazed across the intervale of mind
To View illumined immortality. All this appealed to my immortal strain;
All this was cause to fling aside the stress of piercing sorrow buried deep
Within The chambers of my spirit core. It roused the essence of my source
To lift the spell, the shadow of my grief of soul, to stand within the
Wider powers of my God. Inside the vortex of His conscious might,
That circle which is everywhere, without circumference anywhere,
That Causal "I, " made manifest expression from Divine Imagination.
Through Omniscient Thought, as through a prism, came the vibrant tints
Of sound vibration, spilling from the streams of sweeping winds; cascading
Harmonies, as tonal lingerings; the visual harmonies from the chords of
Nature's song; dimension as the physical of Self.
The pulse of our beginnings was the heart of all creation.
Comprehending I was part of that celestial time; that beat
That rhythmic pound; that solar clock, I stepped across the line
Of my despair to view the marvel of a new born dawn.
For dark had spoke its sorrows. Day had broken clear.
I bid farewell to night.

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I had a bad night.
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Lynn W. Petty

Lynn W. Petty

Newport Beach, California
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