The Imminent Ring
A poem by me ©️ Sai Marie Johnson 2025
The Imminent Ring ©️
Sai Marie Johnson 2025
The Raven’s shadow left the fearful feast; that momentary craving now has ceased.
All lessons gathered, though the world still sleeps, The knowing heart the sacred secret keeps.
For not today, but soon the true call rings!
The time of silence ends; the spirit sings.
Then all awakened shall be raving bright, Proclaiming truth regardless of the night.
Though much may pass through the current stream, a dizzying, dissolving, present dream; We mark the hour, waiting for the sound, Ignoring all the noise that swirls around.
The waiting is the wisdom, sharp and keen, Knowing the final glory lies unseen,
Until the destined moment all shall bend, and at the end, all will resolve and mend:
A perfect peace beyond the mind's control,
The final truth, embracing every soul.
About the Creator
Sai Marie Johnson
A multi-genre author, poet, creative&creator. Resident of Oregon; where the flora, fauna, action & adventure that bred the Pioneer Spirit inspire, "Tantalizing, titillating and temptingly twisted" tales.
Pronouns: she/her
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