New epic poem? The New World (part 1)

So, my muse visited me tonight and delivered this to me. I am not sure where this is going, but I think it is somewhere good? I hope!…. Enjoy this first installment – of…whatever it is 🙂 

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The New World

What seemed to be a slumber of one hundred years or more,
with dreams of darkness filled with lost stars, smoke and an unlit moon,

A young woman’s eyes began to open, awakening to a new world
that appeared unfamiliar to her behind this strange new door.
She squinted her newborn eyes,
which felt like she was seeing life for the first time.

Trying to stand on wobbly feet, she arose to find
she had sleepy bones that creeked and cracked.
They began to move with an unfamiliar jive,
making her feel one again, alive.

Her mind still foggy and lost within the deep star studded terrain,
she tried to remember a place that might have once been home –
or even something simple such as her name…
but all of those memories were lost in the dust,
buried away in a far away empty tomb.

For a moment, as she took in this sullen realization,
her eyes trailed to a wall decorated with what seemed
to be never-ending white shelves lined with a rainbow of spines
belonging to millions of hardback books that faded into an eternity.

With an urgent hand, she began to touch each book,
relishing in such a kindred moment.
Her soul danced with the stories and possibilities
of each tale,
The words whispered beckoning pitches,
Her heart aching over the choice for the chosen one.

….Lost in the moment,
surrounded by fairytales, romances, horror and adventure,
the young woman was bound in such a trance
from the murmurs of each page,
that she didn’t hear the echo of footsteps coming down from the skies of the unlit moon…

Or that she didn’t hear her name spoken by an unearthly presence

surrounded by gold and glimmer.

A god dressed in multi-colors of the brightest rainbow…
and eyes as deep as the bluest ocean
yet soft as the whitest snow.

He leaned over and gently tapped her on the shoulder
and whispered in her ear

“Nadia….”

(to be continued)

*Ariana R. Cherry 2016

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Published by Ariana R. Cherry

“Within the depths of our mind, we are battling the duel of light and darkness…good and evil…love and hate…” Between Light and Darkness is Ariana’s most recent collection of poetry… Cherry’s frequent message she delivers throughout her work is, “The journey through the darkness, back into the light.” Her hope is to let others know that they won’t be in that place of darkness for long – that they indeed can reach the light once again…She also wants her readers to know – that – it is okay if they find themselves in that bleak blackness…Sometimes we feel guilty for going to that dark place – but it is necessary to conquer the demons that battle our souls…. Other books that Cherry has written include "Only If" and "Twisted Paths Poetry." Her epic tale, “Only If,” won the “Reader’s Favorite Award” and a 5 star review…and her collection, “Twisted Paths Poetry,” received a 5 star review from Realistic Poetry International. She has been writing ever since she was a child. Some of her inspirations include Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Frost, Stephen King, Emily Dickinson, Christopher Pike and Shel Silverstein. Ariana writes a variety of genres: inspirational, humorous and horror – although writing horror is one of her favorites…. She was 12 years old when she read Poe for the very first time – which inspired her epic poetry tale, “Only If.“ During other parts of her free time, she enjoys taking photos and creating art. Her “day-jobs” include working as a church administrative aide and reporting for a local newspaper.

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