The following is something I wrote last year, which I will be incorporating into my next book of poetry:







Seraphim




Maybe I just need to accept my fate

There are only a very few like us

Perchance we will never find

One another

Perhaps I will never find

My other half

The other half of my soul

The other being just like me

I know he is there

He comes to me in my dreams at night

And teaches me many things

He shows me my lives of old

And guides me through the

Coming sorrows of my future

He is there

Yes he is

But I cannot touch him

Save for in my dreams

I cannot hold him

Save for my spiritual journeys

I am so tired

Of the wait

I am worn and bruised

I am ruined and broken

Must I wait still

What if it is only a dream

And he will never come to me?

If he is there

How could he stay afar for so long?

Have mercy on me, Almighty Providence

Take me under your wing Divine Intervention

Have mercy on Your wandering one

I have wandered too long

And I am pained too much

Let not my enemies scoff at me

Let not my enemies triumph over me

May he walk out from my dreams

And into this realm

May he step out of my memories

And stand in front of my eyes

For I am weary and vexed

Are there no others like me out there?

Is there only one of us left?

If there are more, and if you hear me

Come to me now

Save me, deliver me

Take me into you, as your own







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