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Footsteps...Alone

There are many sights that I have seen,
Upon the pebbled road,
Upon the simple path,
Yet none can compare

To the sight of my soul,

Empty and Alone.

I use to think
That I was meant to be alone.
Now I am sure of it.
But it no longer bothers me.

I use to cry,
Alone in the dark;
Without a guiding hand,
Rent from Angels light.

I use to cry alot,

Now I am still.
As a stone within a pond,
Immersed in sorrow,
Yet unmoved or unshaken.

What have I become?

I don’t feel like I use to.
My Heart is cold.
I muse about the noble woman,
who may yet rekindle,

A broken, soft Heart.

And here I stand,
After the long road,
Upon the precipice .
A new chapter awaits;

Beyond.

I remember my Father.
I think of my Mother.
This journey has been for them
as much as it is for me.

I remember my Fathers wisdom:
“The road is endless.”
I hear my Mothers words:
“You are not alone.

Angels love thee.”

I wish that I could
feel their grace upon my soul.
I feel sickened
that I cannot feel grateful,

For Gods eternal hand
At my Unholy side.

Blessed I am.
Oh, I cry to thee!
But I cannot feel.
Why can’t I feel?

I take the plunge;
I am the victor;
at last:
I am free.

I fall toward the ocean,
A mile beneath my feet.
I dive my head down,
And close my eyes.

Deep is the sound
As I fall.

Yet as suddenly as I slipped,
I spread my wings;
Mighty and Strong.

I am the victor.
I am forever.

I stretch them out.
I feel the wind.
I rise above
the shattered cliffs.

I soar with Eagles,
and roar like Dragons.
Profound is my breath,
and radiant are

the wings upon my back.

Now I fly

and

With open Eyes, I breathe again.
I was listening to "The Promise" by Globus and it inspired this piece

The last line is taken from the songs lyrics; which can be heard here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=DyREJ9…

Hope you enjoy!
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EstherLR Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
That last line and this poem in general reminds me of "Broken Wings" by Alter Bridge.
I like this. It starts with a very clear image of some being of solitude and it ends with a purge. I particularly like the line "But it no longer bothers me". I can relate :D
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The-Anariarch Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2015
Thank EstherLR!

I was feeling something deep and it was stirring inside me, so rather than break down, I wrote it down!

Felt way better afterwards. :D
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EstherLR Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
That's a very smart thing to do, Anariarch! You are your own therapist. :D
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The-Anariarch Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2015
Took years to learn, damn the hard road traveled!

But I wouldn't have it any other way~
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EstherLR Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Well you know what Frost said: "miles to go before I sleep." I don't know why but I like to apply this to everything.
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The-Anariarch Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2015
Makes the sleep oh so much more enjoyable and well deserved.

And helps when facing the next day to boot~
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EstherLR Featured By Owner Sep 25, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Sleep is good. And that's that.
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OreoApocalypse Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh this is beautiful. I needed this :)
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The-Anariarch Featured By Owner Sep 24, 2015
My Many Thanks. I'm glad you enjoyed it :)
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FerretJester Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2015
Amazing job on this piece!
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The-Anariarch Featured By Owner Sep 23, 2015
Thankie Kindly ~
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