Poetry
(Swans - August 26, 2013)
Within the sun and cloud shaped halls
of ancient, sculptured windswept walls
you were waiting
for me to find you.
Among the nubile nymphs and fawns**
wrapped in the raiment of vernal dawns
you were waiting
for me to see you;
and so I came like a child of night
into your eternal, ethereal light;
as you in silence and starry lace
illumined my path to humility.
Upon the mossy, marbled floor
where like rain you draped your hair
you were waiting
for me to touch you.
Beyond the dark and mystic door
where stark and cryptic dreams appear
you were waiting
for me to hear you;
and so I came like a child of night
into your eternal, ethereal light;
as you in silence and simplest grace
illumined my path to serenity.
* Sculpture by Avard Tennyson Fairbanks, Brookgreen Gardens (back)
** Sculpture by C. Paul Jennewein, Brookgreen Gardens (back)
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John M. Marshall is the founder and editor of Epiphany Arts, Cape Fear Poetry Society, and various poetry sites. He has received several writing awards. His poetry has been published in the U.S. (including Swans) and seven other countries. Marshall lives in Wilmington, North Carolina. (back)