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The Calling

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The Calling

It’s taken many years of falling To finally recognize my calling: Through miles and miles of endless seeking All the while truth kept retreating. Just out of reach, fading from sight Like dew in the morning At the break of light… Rising imperceptibly, tangibly unreal, It’s taken years of toil and tears For my calling to reveal. Itself, in a many splendored way like Butterflies from moths… Beauty is as beauty does Without counting what it’s lost. Down in the tunnel of yesterdays Countless minutes, hours, years... Hearing the call, after all Is music to my mortal ears. That came it seems as love in dreams Without warning or affair: The calling was like falling Freely through thin air. Until I hit reality and summer struck me cold: It’s been a long, long lonely winter And I’m no longer feeling old.

Copyright © Terrell Martin

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  1. Date: 8/28/2012 11:26:00 PM
    And your calling is ..... making me lose sleep wondering what your calling is? No mind, pal. I'm happy you've found your niche, whatever it may be. Me, I'm still flitting all over the show and trying my damnedest to avoid stepping into that perfect niche that will slow me down. Hey, great poetry, as ever. :)

  1. Date: 8/28/2012 6:46:00 PM
    Worth reading this a hundred times; Soupmail

  1. Date: 7/20/2012 9:37:00 PM
    It took me a long torturous time to find my calling too Terry, was the trip worth it? I don't really know there were so many mistakes along the way. You have a way to get me soul searchiing my frien. Where are you now, still over seas or did you get home? Love, Lizzie

  1. Date: 6/27/2012 5:08:00 AM
    i like this poem and i like the fact that at the end, i'm still not sure what your calling is (i hope i didn't miss it!). it doesn't really matter, though - the fact that you're "no longer feeling old" says it all and is a wonderful way to end it.

    Martin Avatar Terrell Martin
    Date: 6/27/2012 7:59:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    Thanks Ilene...the calling is a secret which need not be revealed right now. The point is, some people find their calling early in life and others, like myself have to wait awhile. Some people, I suppose, never find what it is they're looking for. We're blessed to be on the road to self discovery. Thanks again for your thoughts:)