Meditation

Meditation

A Poem by Ana B.

Stepped into the dream, hesitancy at my side,

Sharing the dark with my fears…

Waiting for the silent passing of the tide

That washed away those wasted years.

 

The sound of water - unspoken hope

That carved the shape of the emptiness…

That made one’s life into a quote

And fed the starving weariness,

 

And now, I walk in empty halls.

 

© 2021 Ana B.


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' The sound of water - unspoken hope - That carved the shape of the emptiness… - That made one’s life into a quote.. '

For me those are the words you might have kept hidden. There's pain, there's reflection. And, only the sound of your own footsteps. Your poem and those lyrics are haunting reminders of how it is to want more but know you'll only hear what you want to remember.. alone. Perhaps.

Superb sadness. Ana.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Ana B.

2 Months Ago

Hi Emma! Yes, this weeks have been full of sadness for me....it reflects through my words. Thank you.. read more
emmajoy

2 Months Ago

Hugs exchanged as have for a while, Ana.
emmajoy

2 Weeks Ago

So hope things are better for you.. ..
I've been listening to the other version of this song along with Fuel to the fire from Agnes Obel for months.

My interpretation is a little wierd but between the song and the poem I get the feeling that someone has caused emptiness and perhaps suppression and only they can repair it all. This causes self-interpretation - or reflection - to be skewed and self depreciating. The poem itself is excellent and for me, adds to the theme.



Posted 2 Months Ago


Ana B.

2 Months Ago

I love Agnes Obel, she inspired a lot of my earlier writings)))) I always leave interpretation to t.. read more
this poem really got me...maybe as poets our lives will come down to one particular line we wrote.
That one line that reflects us the best...oh, to be summed up on one line...and entire life.
Now that is capsulation at its best.
j.

Posted 2 Months Ago


Ana B.

2 Months Ago

Seems to me that to summon that one line, we have to harvest many years and truths....Thank you for .. read more

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