Awakening

Looking back at this period, I've rediscovered a couple of poems that are really just too unsophisticatedly and self-consciously bleak to be worth sharing on this blog. With many others, however, there's enough merit – or at least I hope there is – for me to grit my teeth and post them. This is one of those.

I was quite pleased at the time with my idea of becoming immersed in an idyllic dream followed by a sudden awakening, and I still am really.

AWAKENING

Woke up this morning to find

The sun streaming in through the curtains

The former world had been left behind

With a new feeling of which I felt certain.

Woke up this morning and saw

That a pure kind of happiness reigned

The pain and the worry no more

And the bitterness totally drained.

Woke up this morning and knew

Of a whole, entire world to explore

With white light to go up into

And the hope of a knock on my door.

Out of the city I found peace and calm

When the people all smiled and I loved every one

And I knew that this world would not bring me to harm

Because from this point on there’d be no need to run.

Back in the city I had to be seen

So I summoned my courage and searched for a friend

A special companion to share this fine dream

When I found them I’d know that the dream wouldn’t end.

Yes I found them at last with a loving embrace

My arms round their beauty like sea on the shore

Our hearts full to bursting we lay face to face

Then again I woke up

And of them I found

And of them I saw

And of them I knew

No more.

Thanks to: The Police for Message In A Bottle, Simon & Garfunkel for The Dangling Conversation, Keane for Bedshaped, and Cat Stevens for How Can I Tell You.