Song in the Dark
A poem inspired by the Song of Solomon by ED 6/21/22
Even as I pine for a love unknown
I wrap up and hide in the thickest of cloaks
Shame and doubt drip down my nose
And clog my airways, everyone knows
Afraid of His gaze, on my tears I choke
Repeating the lies like prayers, now rote
Weeds of self-hatred and rancor have grown
In my soul where once delight was sown
Then like a candle’s flickering flame
A gentle voice calls out my name
Sheds light on lies, tears apart the frame
Of the treasured unbeliefs, demons made their game
To destroy me from the inside, to perjure and maim
So the Voice takes form, a solid shape
He cuts out the weeds, throws out the shame
And tells me humanity is not to blame
The patient Hands my cloak remove
My aching wounds His balm does soothe
His arms the castle, His wings the roof
For my mind and soul, the surest truths
Are sure my heart to rend and move
The test of time does always prove
The wisdom of ages will trump sweet youth
The love of no other fulfulls, forsooth
I give up the ghost of myself, which so long
Did haunt me and sound the mourning gong
My tears into dancing and wailing to song
Have become the proclivities that make me strong
The Voice of my Lover makes sorrow gone
The candle is sunlight, bringing the dawn
I listen no more to rote lies, they’re wrong
My Lover tells me in His arms I belong.
About the Creator
Emily Dickerson
Hopeful and young, full of love. From my heart high praises are sung. For this reason I am here: to love and serve and bring all souls near. <3
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