Hoka Hey

wayofthedrunkenpen

I stand beneath the crashing wave of night
Cringing with the obscurity I feel
Stilled, crippled by angst
Outside forces closing in.
Fear.
Is there an exit?
I turn to face the mountains
A hidden sun breaks, flooding the world
I close my eyes and let it wash over me
Warmth in the dew drop morning
I release my hold on the night
Held on for too long
And it releases me
Coral clouds drift along the horizon
They merge with the curtain of time
Leaving me far below but somehow letting me blend with them
I take in air for the first
Refreshed, Renewed, Reborn
Life swirls around me
Birds fleet in waves
Deer surge through woods
Their Presence vibrates and thunders
It resonates my heart
Then realisation hits
The last piece of the puzzle found
I walk my new territories
Eyes wide with child-like awe
I am as was intended
And I smile

FinsburyParkCarrots

I note and appreciate how natural imagery and symbolism are used in this piece to convey the speaker's state of mind and feeling. Thanks for letting us read this poem.

wayofthedrunkenpen

Thanks Finsbury. Based it on a beautiful Native American painting i saw once when I was a kid. Unfortunately I've never seen it since. But I rememebered it a while ago after having one of those nights that seem to last forever, like the suns never going to rise and the worlds always going to be dark and cold- but of course the sun did rise and things didn't feel so bad after all. Anyway Cheers.

sistanumsy

Nice.