The Monastery
The night was black , thunder boomed and lightening cracked
The earth shook with mighty groans as I watched
And I did moan as the animals headed for home
I walked somberly thru the night , reflections of my soul showed bright
My soul reflected the darkest light , the perfect reflection of the night
Something shook, struggling to appear, violence stirred from deep within
Showing the permanent scars from youthful kin
I shook with rage while it did linger until it passed with unflinching lies out thru my fingers
I sat and cried till all was revoked
Then I listened to inner thoughts and finally spoke
I cried unto the heavens amidst my fears and many pleas
I tried and tried but they didn’t hear, nor cared that I cried
The layers too deep, the skin too thick and unable to attain
It was of no use , it was all in vain
To enlighten the darkest moments I hid behind my veils while I got old
Then fearing at last it was to no avail
I was rewarded with a light , a bright white light , as bright as can prevail
Forty years I did wander , a soul lost in harsh abandon
Reflections did appear spotted with blight ,and dark as in a deep dreadful night
Perversion , evasion , all the tiny tears cemented the cracks of personal use
Till I could hold no more and asked the heavens to keep me safe , secure in earthly womb
I cared no longer for the vague twilight
Twice I rose and twice I fell
Failed beyond measure and all the rest of the jails , till at last love prevailed
Gone the struggles, gone the pain
Yet sometimes memories still prevailed
A hope, a star shining bright, a pure white burning light
Seen from afar the beginning , the end ,my life, my home
I will not rest till I attain the sweet victorious refrain in my poem
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2012
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