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About This Poem
Epiphany
Weighted under skies painted black and gray
Seems like dusk in the middle of the day
I feel kind of strange, like something is awry
I just want to crawl back in bed and cry
But then comes this moment, in a casual glance
It catches my eye and my heart starts to dance
It’s like I’ve been given a little gift
I feel my spirits beginning to lift
The weight I’ve been feeling has vanished into air
The sight that I’m seeing is so beautifully rare
For the clouds have opened mysteriously
And through them shines an epiphany
Written 2/1/2013 for Seren Roberts’ Shaft of Light contest
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