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Holy Vigil

16 Apr

Reverently balancing

Wavering from doubt

Knee and one leg dragging

Making me kneel…

Falling prostate

Head on the ground…

Toes needing a shoeshine…

I sleep now as the moon waxes

Revealed in my conscience

To awake without a history.

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Posted by on April 16, 2014 in Beginnings, Lent, Love, poems, Prose Poetry, religion

 

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19 responses to “Holy Vigil

  1. Susan

    April 16, 2014 at 11:03 am

    Such a continuation from yesterday’s mood! I love it. The balance and fall/kneel until we are prostrate in our trivia and life goes on, taking us with it. If we are lucky, reborn.. That’s what I came to in the “awake without a history.” And though you may have something else in mind, this question remains with me … what if the slate were wiped clean? CF http://poetry-madhumakhi.blogspot.in/2014/04/wipe-your-slate-clean.html by Madhumati!

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 10:42 pm

      I read her earlier “Slate” piece… talented writer… as well as you 🙂
      Thanks for your visit

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  2. Sherry Blue Sky

    April 16, 2014 at 12:07 pm

    I love this Easter series, my friend. Adored Palm Sunday, and now we are at the vigil…….love the humor in the shoes needing a polishing as the narrator lies prostrate. Your closing lines are amazing.

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  3. Sumana Roy

    April 16, 2014 at 1:05 pm

    obeisance with wit…and i’m reading a message of renewal in the closing lines….

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 2:53 pm

      Ah Spring…

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  4. Mary

    April 16, 2014 at 3:40 pm

    Awakening without history could be a positive thing, don’t you think?

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 2:52 pm

      Thank you Mary. Oh Yes! …but, with knowledge and wisdom awakening.

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  5. Gabriella

    April 16, 2014 at 3:58 pm

    I too am enjoying your easter series.

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 2:50 pm

      Thank You Gabriella.

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  6. jo-hanna

    April 16, 2014 at 5:20 pm

    It’s a puzzle each year. Good to be given absolution if required by leaving all thoughts at the cleaners so to speak.
    Happy Easter weekend with the garden resurrection in full swing

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 2:49 pm

      Yes… imagine what we can do and how we feel with a “clean slate”

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  7. Adriene (A. D. Joyce)

    April 16, 2014 at 9:35 pm

    Hi, I’m visiting from Poets United. “Toes needing a shoeshine …” Says a lot about the persona. Really interesting and engaging.

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 2:48 pm

      Thank you A.D.

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  8. marcoantonio arellano

    April 17, 2014 at 5:20 am

    this prostate thing, age has nothing to do with it

    gracias anyway

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 2:45 pm

      Gracias y estoy de acuerdo con usted.

      Age in this metaphor was an implication of “time” that it takes to go from the “habit of compliance” to the “choice” of understanding, in my case I needed to practice (probably since birth) to acquire the true meaning of that act. Unfortunately, during that “age” /time… I had other reasons for “asking,” that wisdom and continued practice eventually changed. I have been called a late bloomer on several occasions too!

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  9. Jae Rose

    April 17, 2014 at 7:56 am

    Sometimes we all fall on our knees..religiously or not..i like the idea of the moon cleansing in some way..wiping away yesterday and revealing a new tomorrow perhaps?

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 2:47 pm

      Yes! Sometimes from our knees and on our face. “Pride” was often a culprit for me 🙂

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  10. bonniejtoomey2013

    April 17, 2014 at 6:18 pm

    Spare and deep. I like it. The rebirth of spring or perhaps the rebirth of consciousness? This last line makes me ponder and wonder.

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    • ZQ

      April 17, 2014 at 10:37 pm

      Thanks for stopping by…

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