A revelation waits in silence,
not born where all beginnings start,
but in a hidden, nameless distance
that stirs the darkened edge of heart.
It comes not from the common source,
not from the wellspring all can see,
but from a deeper, veiled force
that moves beneath reality.
No eye can trace its quiet fire,
no hand can hold its unseen spark,
yet still it rises, still climbs higher,
a secret pulse within the dark.
And when it comes, it comes like thunder,
a truth no simple sight can claim—
a power split from all we wonder,
and known only by its flame.
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Author:
Joseph M Marion (Pseudonym) (
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A most beautiful poem with such great descriptive images paired with great rhyme and flow. Very nicely done and a fave
This one was a fun one to write sometimes the words that flow easy and then there are other days when you have the inspiration the word seem to be jumbled in your head and can't come out straight
So it is with us all
Well written. Your poem's themes are timeless, addressing questions of human existence and understanding that have persisted throughout history.
Thank you so much for those kind words I do try hard I call it send lyricist I write and rewrite and reread and rewrite a million times before it's written but in the end it's worth it these aren't just words these are things I feel just like any poet like you your words are beautiful too thank you so much friend me please
I Love the way you worded this very clever very smart
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