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Second Coming
I feel a death is coming,
but it is the sky closing
behind the lightning
that I feel.
I smell my sorrow coming,
but it is the dampened grass
in the wake of rain
that I smell.
I see a grieving coming,
but it is the street water
rising up to the sun
that I see.
I hear my second coming,
but it is a mother talking
softly to her womb
that I hear.
-Paul Whiting
(a.k.a., Three Dark Horses)
"I am the darkness which brings the light!"
My Spiritual Notes:
The reason that I wrote this poem can be summed up with the following statement: I was inspired to write this poem while I was outside taking a break from a job that I did not really like, but a job that paid the bills.
And the street water from a recent storm was rising up from the pavement, due to evaporation, and I got the strongest feeling that I was headed for a "Second Coming." In other words, I felt like I was going to experience an intense emotional transformation soon...
...Later on, that emotional transformation happened when I faced a fear while I was in therapy. It was such an intense experience that I was walking around my apartment crying and tugging on my clothes! However, it was the emotional breakthrough that I had felt was a "Second Coming."
And this poem was also published on my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs (please see the hyperlinks below for the blogs), since I feel that the message in this poem applies to the message that I am trying to convey through "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer."
This poem was written in Salt Lake City, Utah.
-Paulee
https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com
https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com
P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Second Coming" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post title, "Shoveling My Way Out Of The Haze, Part 1" and "Shoveling My Way Out Of The Haze, Part 2" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:
https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Shoveling%20My%20Way%20Out%20Of%20The%20Haze
https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Shoveling%20My%20Way%20Out%20Of%20The%20Haze
P.P.S.: If you are interested in reading all of the posts in the series I wrote that include the poem "Second Coming" from the above-mentioned blogs, which are listed under the post label, "Heal(ing)" on both of my "Small All White in the Forest" and "Paul Whiting — A Creative Writer" blogs, please see the hyperlinks below:
https://smallallwhiteintheforest.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29
https://paulwhitingwriting.blogspot.com/search/label/Heal%28ing%29
This "Three Dark Horses" Post No. 009 was edited on May 5th, 2024.
"Poetry is using the fewest words possible in order to describe all that is possible to describe." –Paul Whiting [June 1st, 2022]
