An Epiphany

poem by: Gerry Legister
Written on Feb 06, 2016

In search of the vows to honour 
when destiny takes me into tomorrow, 
Perhaps, God has chosen that ultimate hour, 
for angels to take up my spirit and follow. 

Former life defines the new consecration, 
I hear the taunting voice in my innate choice, 
conscience accusation to quell further devotion
doubt renders incline to sabotage my service.

Welcome hymns sang within retrieve conscience
divine melodies changed my perspective on life, 
my dancing shoes move with burning experience 
joy compel from heaven steps to take off strife.

The clamp inside moved away from stowaway zone 
Change pride into an epiphany of a miracle.
Revealed the voice I heard was not my own, 
it was unexpected, compelling, inspiring angel. 
  
Struck with an epiphany upon holy ground 
Stand in awe under the shadow of a crown, 
with faith to believe the feelings I had found, 
spoke in a dream not with the tongues I own.

But innocent Infant days ended ritual traditions
finding striking realisation the meaning of time,
twelve years wasted, thinking about illusions
conclusions celebrate these lucky days of mine. 

An epiphany spirit descending sprinkling entry, 
beautiful enhancement carolling through the door, 
a star browsing over homes with love and mercy
Aspects of hope with unlimited scope to explore. 

 

Tags: metaphor, happy, encouraging, wishful,

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