Daniel Brick

Gold Star - 72,252 Points (June 10,1947 / St. Paul MN)

Making The World Familiar - Poem by Daniel Brick

I can see your eyes fixed
on me, so much distance
between us have we crossed.

When we finally close the gap,
there is no need for words: you pour
the pieces into my cupped hands.

Your voice I hear within me:
'Puzzle a picture out of these pieces,
tease the truth from this turmoil.'

It is what was born to hear.
It's as if I must choose a book
at random from a great bookcase,

and it's the right book that I take!
I know the remaining tasks
will test me to my limits. Such is Fate.

Still the next time we meet,
in a season yet to be determined,
we will be the reality of blessed souls.

Topic(s) of this poem: friendship, soul mates, visionary

Form: Dramatic Monologue


Comments about Making The World Familiar by Daniel Brick

  • Valsa George (9/25/2015 12:38:00 AM)


    Two lovers staying apart and their lives and thoughts are like broken pieces of a jigsaw puzzle! If Fate chances, they could be assembled neatly! But it is as difficult as choosing the right book randomly from a big stack of books! However one day in future, they are likely to meet together as blessed souls, may be in another life! A poem... rather metaphysical in spirit! Enjoyed! (Report) Reply

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  • Savita Tyagi (9/16/2015 4:02:00 PM)


    To me this poem presents a glimpse of that mysterious world where by grace of higher spirit one feels a closeness and intimacy to its presence. It is a most beautiful feeling may be a little mystical to enjoy moments of unity in silence with your loved one either in this world or in higher realms. Beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (9/16/2015 11:52:00 AM)


    In many relationships, we are given some or most of the pieces of a puzzle, and for our benefit and the other's, try to work out the puzzle. Seldom do all the pieces fit, but a person emerges. (Report) Reply

  • Paul Sebastian (9/16/2015 10:12:00 AM)


    How do piece together what's broken? How do we live with what we have chosen? Is it fate? Thought-provoking poem! Thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 16, 2015



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