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© Gemma L. Holliday
15th May 2002
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This poem was inspired by Sibelius' piece by the same title.


I am lost

This place
I find myself in
Holds no warmth
No light
No friends

I am alone

I stand surrounded
by an endless dark
even the familiar
twinkling stars
are absent
from the sky

I am frightened

I can hear
Nothing
Of the familiar
Except
The gentle
Rhythmic
Lapping of water
Against the shore

I am sad

Then a sound
Breaks
The stillness
A song
Mournful,
Yet beautiful
It Counterpoints
The water
So full of grace
And a sad longing
That it breaks my heart
Sorrowful
Keening
Hurt

I feel

My heart aches
My soul yearns
In this vast emptiness
There is one
More lonely than I
That sings
With an age of pain
The song sings
Of a beautiful soul
A sad heart
One
In need of comfort

I am no longer afraid

I step forward
I can feel
My heart breaking
For although
I know not
The singer
I feel a great
Love
I know
I have come home

I am no longer alone

For out of the darkness
A shape materialises
Vast
Majestic
Beautiful

I am no longer sad

My love
Swims against
The current
Which fights
To keep her glorious form
From me
She comes towards me
And I step to join her
For I have come home

And I am found



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