Santita

Homecoming

Meandering; in search of answers

Through apathy-filled meadows; bereft of hope

A tortured soul crawled on bloodied hands & knees

Fighting against the pull of despair's tight rope

 

Ripples of time gone; without memory

In the breath of insipid air

He stood; facing the perils of grief

& stripped his soul completely bare

 

Ancient winds etched with my name

Susurrated in the valleys he roamed

Enveloping him completely

Beckoning him to the light; his home

 

A metamorphic moment

When one light flickered in the distance

Suddenly understanding

The reason for his existence

 

 

 

 

Comments14

  • ron parrish aka wordman

    i guess the last stanza says it all

  • Goldfinch60

    The light is always there but for some it is difficult to see but it is there.

    • Santita

      Yes, it is there, Goldie!

    • orchidee

      A fine write Santita. But for me, I'm not knowing the reason for me existence, since I married KP. I'm losing the will to live. If only I could find the key to this ball and chain she put on me leg, I could escape! heehee.

      • Santita

        hahahahahahahah!!!!!
        You must keep on living! lol

      • Michael Edwards

        Keeps you guessing until the end - really got drawn into this - great work.

        • Santita

          Thank you so much, Michael!

        • Scrambled Letters

          Will we ever know our reason for existence. Once again your metaphor is off the charts. Reminds me of me searching for myself. A kick ass piece that resonates.

          S L ( Still Lost )

          • Diamond

            Reason is there is no reason, all search for reason ends in no search.

            • Scrambled Letters

              That is one way of thinking. I believe when we search we are seeking an inner purpose. Hell, for all I know, we are only here to procreate the species like any other animal.

            • 2 more comments

            • tepo

              You offer him so much
              Really hope he can see it
              Perhaps its good there us no memory
              As the soul is tortured
              Good to see you write it out
              Heart missed a bear at one point

              • Santita

                :) this just made my day! Thank you so much, Stevie!!

              • Laura

                Santi...

                Your writing prowess
                never ceases to amaze
                me! Once again you have
                brilliantly penned a super
                poem!

                The first three stanzas
                so aptly speak of a lost
                tortured soul I’ve come
                to know!

                Unfortunately, not all
                tortured souls have that
                “metamorphic moment”
                to see that flickering light
                in the distance to realize
                the reason for their existence!
                So so sad for that tortured
                soul not to see that light!!!

                So glad the subject of your
                poem saw that flickering light and understood “the reason for his existence “!

                A must save for my favorites!

                ~Laura~

                • Santita

                  Laura, thank you for taking the time to write your thoughtful response! Fortunately, this story has a happy ending; the tortured soul found his home! Thank you for your continued support!

                  • Laura

                    Always...my dear!❤️!!

                  • Louis Gibbs

                    The 'flickering light' .. that 'metaphoric moment' ... what we all strive for on our endless journeys. Beautifully scribed, Santi!

                    • Santita

                      Yes, we do strive for that don't we? Thank you for your thoughtful reply, Louis! Always much appreciated!

                    • FredPeyer

                      I was captivated, both by the subject and the writing. Oh yes, all it takes is that one little light to show us the way out of darkness.
                      You started the new year with some very special writing here, Santi. Not easy to top it....it is hard to improve on perfection! :-)

                      • Santita

                        Fred! You humble me with your generous words! Thank you so much for your lovely comment. I am so glad you liked this one; it's special for me :)

                      • BRIAN & ANGELA

                        GRACIAS SANTITA CARA MIA ~ FOR A VERY POIGNANT POEM !
                        Stanza 1. Introduces a MAN who searches for HOPE and then forlorn ~ returns home !
                        Stanza 2. Reaching ROCK BOTTOM (we've all been there !) even our SOUL seems bare
                        Stanza 3. He makes a decision (we have all made ~ but not all consummated) to actually return home ~ to find Life & Love !
                        Stanza 4. As He nears home ~ the light in his soul REIGNITES AMEN !
                        Do we actually learn by our mistakes and experiences ? Perhaps ~ but I know we go through the processes you describe ~ actually & metaphorically many times BUT at least we know ~ WE SURVIVED ! Besos y Abrazos ~ Tu Hermano de Corazon ~ BRAIN XOX

                        • Santita

                          Thank you for your continued support and great comments, B! I appreciate you!! *abrazos*

                        • Christina S

                          I am always in awe of your poetry. Wonderful rhymes and cadence. At the end what do we see? Hope, a light in the distance! Love it, Santita!!! (I I also loved the line "ancient winds etched with my name"--so clever!)

                          • Santita

                            That was my favorite line :) I am glad you chose that one! Thank you so much, dear. Your comments always bring a smile to my face!

                          • Lawless

                            There's always hope for a little light in these dark days.

                            Written as only you can write. Wondrous!

                            • Santita

                              Thank you, Lawless! Always appreciated!

                            • WL Schuett

                              Love this poem , this is The kind of poem that I strive to write . Beautifully written and many elusive meanings , truly a work of art .... great work , a favorite to read again ...

                              • Santita

                                Thank you, Bill. Your comments always are welcome with open arms here; I look forward to them, my friend! You humble me with your kind words :)

                              • Poetic Dan

                                Holly**** I'm going to have to read that a few more times. Can't believe I've gone this long without coming back to read your words, thank you so much.

                                I hope the vibes are all good your end too



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