The Peak of an Epiphany

Revisiting a long lost god,
I fall into treachery.
Time, reclaims years.
The reduction made,
Not younger, leaves me;
But heavier and lighter
Seeking pasts and a destiny.

Unwinding my clock,
Its pointers carry me through
A realm of mountainous air,
Where I climb threads of dew;
Fall back into the wide arms
Of a wondrous deity: untrue,
Yet as pleasant as eternity unfed!

Falling off the mountain cliff
I live an incredible death.

I liked the imagery here, K. Q. especially these lines:

A realm of mountainous air,
Where I climb threads of dew;

Les

K.q.,
by saying heavier andlighter your refering to time left and time gone. I believe the man is seeing he has only a certain amout of time left and is questioning his faith: falling off the mountain i live an incredible death.

write back!

Keep it simple!

Thanks Les. I always look forward to your kind words.
Me, You have touched the key concept of my reflection that is personal as well as collective. Yes Time is both heavy and light, and yes faith in the broader sense including any kind where both Gods and gods are implied, one of them being time. A sudden realization occurs when you're half way through life: nothing much is left longed despite all you have missed and what is to come, it all just makes you beg meaning out of it in hope and anticipation that there is yet a thrill left even in the broader meaning of death!
btw, the speaker is me and I am a she!
Thanks a lot for your interest! I appreciate it.

Thanks for the poem! i enjoyed it.

Keep it simple!

Smashing KQ!

Absolutely beautiful:
Falling off the mountain cliff
I live an incredible death.

It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it. (Aristotle)

I dig the end. =]

Thanks both Gwyn and Percival! i appreciate it!