A voice awoke me in the night,
A light that took me by delight.
Well have I been and at this sight,
Good thoughts and words take minds aflight.
The above poem was written some years ago. I had been living in the mountains of North Carolina for about a year, when I became stricken with homesickness for the city again. The mountains are beautiful, but I lived upon a lonely mountain with equally hobbit-like neighbors, isolated. Community was hard to find during the frigid months. The warmer growing season brought people out of doors, tilling the ground, growing food for themselves and others, and festivals were rich in fruitful celebration. The days grew cold as winter approached; the world became quieter, and a stark stillness befelled the mountain community. I missed the hustle-bustle and the movement of cars. I missed the academic community and the sharing of ideas. I missed the convenient life I became used to in the city. I missed all the friends, bonds, and relationships I had left behind for an idealist alternative: nature, nature, nature. Man can venture into nature, become inspired, be at one with the omnipresent life force that binds all, and understand his/her place within the universe. The alarm still rings at 6:00 AM reminding us of the artificial beast that needs feeding, regardless of whether you’re on the side of a beautiful mountain or surrounded by concrete. Then, a light, a voice, a friend, an inspiration, a beckoning to return to a place of inspiration and jubilation. ”A voice awoke me in the night, a light that took me by delight. Well have I been and at this sight, good thoughts and words take minds aflight.” Seek community, seek friendship. Celebrate your gifts and share them! Allow inspiration to carry you.
The circumstances of the poem, I now leave to you to fill in with your own story. Perhaps you have felt a similar feeling, lived in a similar place. Open yourself to a new idea, or an old friend. Inspiration is present in a flower, a home, a friend, a team, a group of life-minded persons. Many places.
In response to the dVerse OpenLinkNight # 41, I’m happy to share this poem from my new poetry book, Mimesis. Please share an experience here you may have been in a darker place, and a light filled you with delight, inspiration, and happiness.
Fly back to your
Rest for a spell.
Hence you rest well.
When you’re able.
“Pegasus” is a poem describing a muse in my life. I give the ultimate respect to the careful timeliness of inspiration and insight whenever my muse may present itself. When do you find inspiration best present itself in your life? Do you seek it, or allow it to enter your life upon its own volition?
”Pegasus” may be found in my new book, Mimesis.