Portal

 
T his epiphany
incandesces my essence
burns deep my soul
stirs my spirit
unsettles my being
ignites my wonder

and whets my seeker’s vessel
with need to be filled full

at once familiar
yet exotically foreign
strangely boxed
but exquisitely wrapped
in longing
loss
love
and infinitely more

it reachs to a hollow place
deep within
echoing a past
awakening a myth
exposing that which I embrace
in the moment
as truth

stirring my pain
my loneliness
my hope

offering just enough answer
that I combust with questions
sacred uncertainties

suspended in inquiry
in memories of neverwas
recognition of evermore
enrapt in blissful cognizance
of that which was once not known
but now love breaks like a golden dawn

once transfixed by this mystery
I am now elevated by insight
impaled by love’s vision
aflame in ecstasy

the portal is thrown open
love rises like the sun
it is a good day

*
rob kistner © 2022

More poetry at: The Sunday Muse

 


12 thoughts on “Portal”

  1. Longing, loss and uncertainty all aspects of life, love and everything in between. Some parts of the journey are a mystery and one may never find the answers. If only that portal would swing open to light the way of this weary traveler.

    1. I hope that it does True, and that it brings all the complex emotions and experiences of love. That portal swung open for me several times in my life, for which I am exceedingly grateful my friend… 🙂

    1. Thank you Helen. I find it a fascinating word. I have a couple whetstones that I used to sharpen the barbs on my fishing hooks, and to keep a keen edge on my camping and tackle knife — items I sadly don’t get to use any more, and haven’t for several years.

  2. “suspended in inquiry
    in memories of neverwas
    recognition of evermore
    enrapt in blissful cognizance
    of that which was once not known
    but now love breaks like a golden dawn”

    Absolutely stunning stanza, Rob!

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