Epitome

In shimmering waves of light
she gazed out across
rhythmic time
feeling every heart-beat
of the world.

Through a mist clearing
instinctivly she knew
she was part of something
so much bigger than she’d
ever dreamed.

In the quest for stillness
(or, so it seemed to be)
she found the one that is
meant for all of us
to see

and,

a broken arrow lay upon
the pages turned
to remind her of the pain
of lessons learned and
wisdom gained from
acceptance of
the same.

In a state of grace
she spread her wings
silent,
to the nights embrace

and with a most ethereal touch
caused sweet sensations to wake
like hairs upon a nape
rise naked to the flame.

Filled with such a passion
she will never forget the
only divine expression we
mortals have is pure and
selfless love

and,

to become love itself is
the epitome of life.

~**~

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada and design custom made candles

31 thoughts on “Epitome”

  1. Reminds me of you when you went to the beach a few years back and really “saw”. This is ZEN.

  2. 5th stanza, I totally got that, I have been there too many times 😦 I like that one, and the water of course 🙂

  3. “…like hairs upon a nape
    rise naked to the flame.”

    Images like this one give this poem a strong visual sense and make for such a good read! Thanks for this one.

    Namaste……….cj

  4. Sorry I’ve been lax to visit, Bren, as you have such wonderful words that carry me along with such beauty as they give. Another beautiful write.

  5. My God, this is so ethereal and gorgeous. Your final thought about becoming love itself… we are all on the journey, but the purity of that quality of being… I suppose I shall wait to see the Other Side. Really loved this poem, hon. Peace, Amy

  6. Nice sentiments here, a tenderness tone and the ending is beautiful, love those last few stanzas. Thanks

  7. That sure is nice! I love the thought of feeling every heartbeat.

    The wise ones say we are already love, and love reigning always. Moving ever towards that consciousness, as I know you do, is our ultimate purpose. What a gift.

    Thanks for such beautiful inspiration in this today!!

    And please look for YOUR own special sidebar button on my site. Yours is 3rd in line to make an appearance.

    xoxo

  8. Awesome insight. Stillness found standing in front of waves, matching breath to the rhythm of those waves, bringing a realization.

    The broken arrow is a suitable metaphor, a bookmark for remember the important lessons. Very nice.

  9. “to become love itself is
    the epitome of life.”

    that right there carries so much power in itself…a lovely poem of selflove.

  10. “…only divine expression we
    mortals have is pure and
    selfless love…” – beautifully said Daydreamer

  11. a broken arrow lay upon
    the pages turned
    to remind her of the pain
    of lessons learned and
    wisdom gained from
    acceptance of
    the same.

    what a brilliant piece, she and love, both transformed via lessons and wisdom gained.

  12. Every word in this beautiful poem is so true … i know it and I can feel … and I remember it … from once upon a time … but not any more … nonetheless … thank you for sharing these words with us, my beautiful friend. Love, cat.

  13. Thanks for the visit, it’s been so hard replying and visiting, I have been feeling so tired for a bit now, physically and mentally spent. Thanks for the visits, so much appreciated. Hugs! I love that picture, don’t we just found so much in front of such beauty, wisdom, peace, inspiration?? Stay blessed.

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