Forgotten Epiphany

endless carriages of eager faces
wondrous at a surreal landscape
stare in vain longing for revelation

huge rocks-strange colours-alien textures
jutting from undulating cool waters
whispering unknown magical powers

some plunge into white tipped waves
swimming with strange mystical creatures
others wait hesitantly on the stoney shore

I sit upon the sand patiently
waiting for the single inspiration
a vision washing over me

and I feel the sensation arrive
clarity splashing and tingling
I absorb the cleansing euphoria

but tell no-one they say
because you can’t come back
no-one knows how to get here

so drink from the river of forgetfulness
and remember us not

Pastel on Handmade Paper

Pastel on Handmade Paper

© Dawn Whitehand 2013


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