Peregrination Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
Peregrination
Horrendous is the mental climate
as a poet, you cannot sublimate
closest to this maddening crowd
we are now in procrastination, it showed
oft am I wandering in my abyss
I feel safe and Divinity is my companion
may I say this is His abundant bliss?
The cascading is no clear vision
just swimming froth languidly
approaching the huge open valley
I see your lovely being still standing there
and I see your mind is traveling somewhere
I am still wandering in this immense land
in the greenest valley of the good country man
continuing my peregrination
deep in my heart
greatest jubilation
when looking up to above
thank You, Lord, Thou art....
© Sylvia Frances Chan
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AD.Tuesday 7th Nov.2017
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per·e·gri·na·tion ˌperəɡrəˈnāSH(ə) n/ noun literary humorous** noun: peregrination; plural noun: peregrinations a journey, especially a long or meandering one. synonyms: travels, wanderings, journeys, globe-trotting, voyages, expeditions, odysseys, trips, treks, excursions; formal perambulations ** i wonder why it says humorous. hmm? bri :) p.s. i have the feeling that the poet went nowhere, physically, but only 'within herself'. am i right?
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5/13/2024 11:33:15 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The mental climate! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.