Continuing in the train of thought in which I spoke a few posts below, I wanted to show you all a poem that another of my friends wrote. First of all, everything that Jon has written and posted on his blog are beautiful poems, and I would post all of them if I could. But his most recent poem particularly struck me, so I've decided to post it here for you to enjoy too.
In my Great Books class, we've been reading Dante's Divine Comedy, and every time I read Jon's poem, I think of Dante and Beatrice. The way Dante thought she was so beautiful even when she was only a child of about eight years old; the way he mourned for her after her death; the way she sent Virgil to lead Dante through the Inferno, and up to the top of Purgatory; the way she absolutely blasted him for his unconfessed sins after he sees her for the first time since her death; the way he can't take his eyes off her as they ascend through the different levels of Paradise; and how she is a constant figure of Grace and godliness throughout the whole story.
And so, without any more ado, I give you Jon's poem.
Heavenly Similitudes
By Jon Fedor
There once was a boy,
Who lived in a world,
Like unto our own,
Whose life was just plain,
Until that one day,
Of rapture and awe.
The day had begun,
Like any Spring day,
Yet all felt more rich,
So vibrant – alive,
As if God had sung,
And World echoed back.
He trod his life’s path,
That one fine Spring day,
But tripped and fell flat,
And reddened quickly,
Then tried to explain,
His two lefted feet.
But she smiled back,
A light in her eyes,
And offered her hand,
To help him back up,
To balance his feet,
And righten his mind.
From that one day on,
Nothing was the same,
For that boy had known,
She had been special;
That he fell in love,
With earth’s one angel.
Sometimes he’d see her,
They’d cross in their paths,
He’d walk and look down,
She’d stop and just smile,
At him who she knew,
That she loved so too.
This angel of light,
The sweetest of beings,
He held in his heart,
The closest of all,
Her soul changed his life,
Forever, for good…
This earth-bound angel,
She sang like the sun,
Moved as a princess,
And told of her love,
With a smile just like,
A light on dark hills.
She made his heart leap,
And rise to a love,
That’d die for her name,
Protect her whole life,
Then’d embrace her and say,
You’re safe in my arms.
The story goes on,
Of their love and life,
Together, they were,
Eternity on;
Would that I could tell,
Their history’s path.
The ending was lost,
I’m saddened to say,
Yet, can be remade,
Through other lives too,
As he holds her close,
His angel and friend.
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