Tuesday, April 5, 2011

10:48 am - Process of Epiphany

A strange light shone upon my face
- I felt its tickled glow
No warmth was felt upon the skin,
Like wisdom on the know

And those eyes could not perceive it
- a dash gone with a clink
And yet my mind did receive it
Its scent sat in to think

A present with a signature
- the cursive marked quite well
that no one could mistake the sign
Of whom the gift to tell.

1 comment:

  1. I like this, very well written indeed.

    I've often pondered about the process of epiphany. Something so deeply internal, yet so profound (even if it is profoundly simple) that I feel it must have originated externally from myself.

    As far as I am concerned, divine revelation is the REAL sixth sense - take that Bruce Willis =)