Obscure by time, seen but unseen,
The face of my One,
I have seen it many times,
Dreaming, drifting, thinking, looking,
A reflection in a glass,
I turned...it is gone....
Your face. How I long to see it
To soak in its sweet substance,
To memorise it, to remember and smile,
I wonder where thou art?
Leaving me to try and comprehend... your face.
Time surrounds me...
Day and night, night and day,
Seconds, minutes, hours, months and years all past,
All the time seeing your face,
In my mind's eyes
Amber, brown, blue, hazel
The colour of your eyes,
Chiseled, craggy, strong, noble,
The shape of your face,
My memory is playing with me
Your face is all I long for,
Just a look, a glace, some substance,
The face of my One, my True Love
The face I see in my dreams,
I see in true light at last...awake.
About the Creator
Makeba K Daté
I like to contemplate people, things and situation. I contemplate that I must be a writer so I wrote down my contemplation and share them with the world.
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Congratulations to Morgan Christy Rickards for their winning Whispering Woods story, Guardian at the Gate. Morgan has been a Vocal creator since February 2021, and this is their first time placing in Challenge — well done, starting with a win! Guardian at the Gate draws evocatively from Welsh tales of the Cantre'r Gwaelod, a lost sunken kingdom between the forest and the sea. Heledd’s dangerous adventure pulls her towards the water but her spirit is anchored in the woods: Morgan’s writing is atmospheric and exciting.
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