One Last Epiphany

[DonMar]

In the secret, silent heavens
A light seemed to appear,
And I imagined at a window
Attentive eyes and ears,
And I cried,

'Don't you want to hear
About the world, the pain, my scars?
How my inner nightingale
Still sings beneath the stars?
Don't you want to hear
About the love, the blame, my tears?
Or how I found redeeming grace,
And beat back looming fears?'

No, like every god I've known,
You'd taken a vow of silence,
Though I'd maintained my diligence,
Kept my naïve vigilance;
But now, in sweet, crushed innocence
I feel perfect.

Our one-sided conversations
Gave rise to revelations;
I learned that no one pulls the strings
When I fall onto stabby things

Thus wisdom grows.
One last epiphany to go.
Its breath draws close,
Hard on my neck,
Like a warm, wet, twitching nose.

An epiphany short of Enlightenment,
I feel it drawing close.