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Epiphany

by Harold Millican

Epiphany



I know the secret to all my heart’s hurt

The fountain of water, waiting to spring open in my desert

I am learning now, not to worry my life away

To take it easy in step day by day

I realize I am as special as I want to be

And this revelation I found all in this new epiphany



I am realizing that I must cover my map with nourishing, empowering seeds

To achieve the goals that I wish for

And receive my needs



I will take all my should (s) and could (s) and make those reality now

For life is too great, wonderful, and short for me to hold on to the “Why” and “how”

I will dust off my face and give it a gracious smile

For there is so much I’ve accomplished, I say to myself, WOW!

And I have been MORE of star, than anyone thought I could be

This is what I know, My epiphany


There have been some trials and I have been too much worried

And I’ve rushed and nearly hurt myself, with restlessness I have fretfully scurried

I’ve forgotten all the bright marks and things I overcame
And focused on negative comments, and practiced major blame



I look into the mirror and I love what I see
For the classes, and specifics or just smaller parts of a bigger me

I love the person I’ve become

And I’m working harder to be, the best person of the persons who touch me



Taking all that is shattered and demolished and moving it faraway

I will look for the sunshine in the dark clouds I face

Clearing my head of problems, getting a great breath of fresh air through

I will release my baggage, clean the slate, and start fresh and anew

I hope that you, like I will start to gradually look up and see

I am not perfect, and I don’t want to be,

I just wanted to share

The great positive force that is my epiphany



- Harold Millican ©2003



05/01/2003

Posted on 11/30/2007
Copyright © 2020 Harold Millican

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/29/10 at 02:43 PM

beautifully written and inspiring the awe of hope in me that there are poets in the world who aspire to write their hearts out for the world to see and examine.

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