Analysis of Heaven's Mystique
Steven Dupere 1963 (MA)
Teach me to cherish the end of all things
when breath grows shallow and eyes grow dim.
Lift fears to part skies that hide the heavens
if I am to be carried through stratospheres
into a midst of wisdom beyond comprehension.
What reigns within the vastness of stardust
that has born me unto its mystique
if not the keys to my query?
Shall I rise beyond all knowing
to embrace the hands
that lift the veil of mystery
my flesh has been bound to?
And if to rise, what be its purpose
outside the bones of spirituality?
Am I more than meager knowledge
or less than what eludes me to its end?
Where be the voice that haunts
my humanity...
my immorality...
my fears...
and my courage
if not out beyond the realm
that calls thought
into the brume of nightfall?
Am I but an eye for to see,
blind like an escapade of unknown,
or opulence like dawn
which brings peace and solitude
to an ever-drifting need?
Bare me now and I shall give back
what has been borrowed
to pay back what has been spent.
I’ve been too meager a stone,
headstrong, stood fast and faceless
before an eternity that renders me
paltry and blind.
I see not the great partition,
nor division that leads to sight alone.
It is there you have dwelt
beyond sight...
beyond sound...
beyond reach...
impossibly small,
with no concept for my intuition.
It is here I have wept,
sitting in silence,
waiting, watching, wondering,
to find nothing but myself
lost to further inquiry as a broken bit
helpless, lonely and devoid.
Where be you then, great unknown,
if not within all things that lead me
into further peril of your stillness?
Where be you then???
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Metre | 1111001111 111100111 1111111010 111111011 010111001010 110101011 111110101 11011110 11101110 10101 11011100 111111 011111110 1101100100 11111010 1111011111 110111 10100 10100 11 0110 1110101 111 010111 11111111 11110101 110011 111010 1110101 11101111 1111 1111111 1111001 111010 01101001101 1001 11101010 1010111101 111111 011 011 011 01001 111011010 111111 10010 1010100 111011 111001010101 1010001 1111101 110111111 0110101110 1111 |
Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
Characters | 1,653 |
Words | 356 |
Sentences | 21 |
Stanzas | 14 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 3, 3, 4, 2, 2, 8, 5, 3, 4, 8, 6, 3, 1 |
Lines Amount | 54 |
Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 90 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 21 |
About this poem
This poem addresses the mystery of God and our place amid the vastness of everything we know, and that which we remain unaware of. Why are we here and to what end? Why is God so enigmatic in his wisdom? Why must we wade this life in mystery? Where are you, God, amid the turmoil and tumult of human existence???
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Written on December 08, 2023
Submitted by Symmetry60 on December 08, 2023
Modified by Symmetry60 on May 19, 2024
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