In Search of the Sun

 

I am on a journey, spanning far and wide

Across a land where the villagers hide.

Atop rolling waves of golden sand

I endlessly travel through this faraway land.

 

I am in search of the sun, an impossible task

Continuing on with an empty flask.

What I may seek, and what I may find

Has all been forgotten and left behind.

 

In this land of eternal night

Where beasts of legend never cease their fight

I have come to restore the life-giving peace

Of a land who's eternal sun should have never ceased.

 

Past the squalls of whipping sands

Struggling forth with heavily scarred hands

The feeling of drugging mirage

Is just another timely barrage.

 

I am in search of the sun, an impossible task

Continuing on with an empty flask.

What I may seek, and what I may find

Has all been forgotten and left behind.

 

This moon hangs low, eery and still

My mind, it rings, this pain is shrill.

Have I come just to seek the end?

Must I die to never see the sun descend?

 

But, look, just beyond the horizon and above

A light pulses, soft as the wing of a dove.

A ball of fire, it rises higher

The eternal midnight is begining to retire.

 

I am in search of the sun, the live-giving sun

And now my journey is finished, forgotten and done.

The sun, it waxes and follow; its wane

Holy light has resumed its reign.

 

 

Author's Note

Sorry about the length... To me, the title made the poem itself sound like an epic journey; one that is not resolved in four stanzas. I hope you can feel the emotion I tried to intertwine into this. Please, enjoy it.

Reviews

[Ramya]

Fantastic writing here!
Love the title, love the wonderful flow in every stanza, there is a beautiful ring to every line. Great imagery!