Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Dying To Know You

I tell you the truth, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds. - John 12:24
"I shall never get you put together entirely..." from The Colossus – by Sylvia Plath
- Dying to Know You –

I shall never get you put together entirely,
though I’ll spend years unraveling myself,
trying to map out who you are,
as though I’m trying every key
in order to unlock the mysteries
buried within you.

I shall never get you put together entirely,
and heaven knows I've come to realize
there really is no need to do so.
Finally, I understand
that each of us is a peculiar puzzle
designed by the hand of God.
And some mysteries simply are not ours.

I shall never get you put together entirely,
Yet I will remain intrigued
enough to turn you over piece by piece,
delighted by the fragments of your whole,
that frame the wonderment of your soul.

(c) Anne Bryant-Hamon
(revised again! this May 19, 2010,one of many revisions of the original poem I wrote) - This poem began years ago as a challenge/exercise given on a poetry forum I used to frequent. The challenge was to take a famous line from a poem and create my own from it. The man who gave the challenge, Rod Nichols, has since passed away, as have so many of the poets I've shared time with over the years.

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