In Hour of Unrest

cellinic

In hour of unrest, pierced by an arrow deep,
The soul to primal meanings held its flight,
As if entranced by wondrous chords that weep,
And held by mystery of minor light…
 
And what is that piercing anthem of the soul?
To what did heart aspire in secret state?
What could alone create a righteous goal,
Revealed through passion's fire, wise and great?
 
In thoughtful mood, while weaving thread of fate,
With dawn of early morn to fill the sail,
The soul refused the game of feelings' bait,
And sought to catch the rhythm without fail…
 
The moment of enchantment was as grand
As is the ceaseless sound of honest sighs,
Where did the vessel rush in whirlwind's hand,
Recalling love that is so pure and wise?
 
The answers to the questions can’t be found
In this fine hour of the soul's rebirth,
But every time, the riddles that abound
Tried to dissolve in mirrors of the earth,
 
In reflections of the soul, in love’s embrace,
Born out of beauty as a clean defense,
Unveiling foreign worlds of brand new space,
And paying for all sufferings hence…
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  • sorenbarrett

    This poem is quite dense in its wording and deserves multiple readings. It speaks of sacrifice and of passion and love. It is philosophical and very nicely written. Its wording and rhyme and first rate. I give it a fave

  • Neville


    I bet you feel so much better having got all this off your chest and out into the open .. Neville 😎👍

    • cellinic

      Many thanks, Neville) And thanks for accepting my friendship request

      • Neville



        My absolute pleasure entirely .. Neville

      • Tristan Robert Lange

        Cellinic, what a graceful meditation. The movement between mystery, longing, beauty, and rebirth feels seamless, and the questions themselves become part of the journey rather than obstacles to it. I came away less concerned with finding answers and more appreciative of the search itself. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

        • cellinic

          many thanks, dear Tristan. I was on rather a short leave... sorry for delay in responding

        • Thomas W Case

          Powerful work.

          • cellinic

            many thanks, my friend



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