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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Vision (08/03/06)

TITLE: Beyond the Glass
By Kenn Allan
08/09/06


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Last night after I said my prayers
And asked my soul to keep,
I started drifting aimlessly
Between awake and sleep.

I floated o'er a craggy shore
Which lined a crystal sea,
Its waters made of mirrored glass,
Encrusted with debris.

With grace beget of heaven's wings
I braved a slow descent;
To view what lay below the grime
My first and true intent.

But once alighted from the sky
With all my earthly mass,
I found the surface far too smudged
To let discernment pass.

“Oh! how strong must my vision be
To see beyond the glass?”


Then came an answer to my plea
With ire less than discreet—
A flask dropped by a passing gull
Directly at my feet.

Persuaded it could clear the sea
I quickly snatched my spoil,
But found it filled with reeking swill
Of sweat from fruitless toil.

But all is not as sometimes seems;
Thus eagerly I tore
A strip of linen, white and clean
From filthy rags I wore.

With perspirative zeal I scrubbed,
But sight remained denied,
As blurred reflections of myself
Obscured what hid inside.

"Oh! how clear must my vision be
To see beyond my pride?"


Two albatross from different shores
Engaged in winged embrace,
Then circled far above my head
To drop an azure vase.

It shattered in a brilliant spray
Of melancholy spheres,
And soaked the surface of the sea
With unrequited tears.

Anticipation filled my eyes
As waves of teardrops fell,
In hopes this washing of the glass
Would serve my mission well.

But evanescent hopes were dashed
As streams of mourning rain
Flowed o’er my work already done
And formed a murky stain.

"Oh! how deep must my vision be
To see beyond the pain?"


I fell upon the crystal sea;
My expectations thin
That I should ever see the depths
And mysteries therein.

But as I knelt upon the glass,
There came from far above
The gentle fluttering of wings
And cooing of a dove.

O’er my sweat-stained toil he flew,
And through the tearful flood,
With a vial gripped in his beak,
Which held three drops of blood.

He dropped his treasure in my hand;
This garnered my dismay—
How could these beads of crimson life
Help clear the murk away?

"Oh! how quick must my vision be
To see beyond today?"


But as the droplets touched the glass
The crystal burst with light;
All unclean deeds and anguished dreams
Were banished from my sight.

And in a flash of blessed hope
The LORD appeared to me,
His visage stretched along the shore
And filled the sullen sea.

But as I tried to peer around,
He rose to block my way,
And filled my outlook just with Him
Before I heard Him say—

“When all the things of earthly due
Hath surely come to pass,
Shall then your spirit be allowed
To look beyond the glass.”


Another burst of blinding light
Exploded in my head ...
I rubbed the sunlight from my eyes
And sat upright in bed.

Dream or vision? Both could be—
Yet neither will surpass
The vast imaginations kept
Where mysteries amass.

"Oh! how I cannot wait to see
What waits beyond the glass."



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Amy Michelle Wiley 08/11/06
Beautiful, powerful poem! I can't believe you have no comments yet.
Barbara Ann Smith08/12/06
What a magnificent piece of poetry! It kept me glued to the very ending. The message comes through leaving readers to stop and think. God Bless You and thanks for allowing His mighty pen to grace such a beautiful piece.
Jan Ross08/12/06
Incredibly beautiful, deep, and thought-provoking! I was interrupted three times while trying to read this and couldn't wait to come back to continue. I absolutely love it! :)
Sharlyn Guthrie08/14/06
Your imagery is just beautiful. The story drew me in and kept my interest.
Sue Dent08/14/06
Okay, Kenn, it's just pointless to comment on your stuff, that's why you have so few! LOL Like anyone here is masterful enough to point out some flaw or other something that might make your work MORE powerful, enjoyable, unbelievable, breathtakingly exciting! But I do know how we likes our comments sooooo . . .GRAND Job!! Again!!
Pat Guy 08/14/06
Poetic Hope! How beautiful! Wow!
Jan Ackerson 08/14/06
How blessed you are, to have such wonderful poetry in you--I love this one, Kenn.
Beth Muehlhausen08/15/06
How do you do it??? Another masterpiece. :-)

I think your challenge poems need to be published in a book...perhaps with original pencil sketches or other illustrations. They're all ready to go, no edits needed! How about a volume for Christmas? Bet we'd all buy one. :-)

But back to this entry....it's so involving. Beyond awesome. :-)
Lynda Schultz 08/16/06
There are no adequate words for this! Absolutely lovely.
Joanne Sher 08/16/06
Just beautiful and meaningful and lovely and everything else that everyone has said, and more. Love the second stanza especially!
Gary Sims08/19/06
A masterpiece from a master.