Forever long, I search for thee
You hover around without taking form.
In thy silence, you hand me answers
Gifts of love, eternal for all storms.
I go on, in wake and slumber
Hoping for a gesture and to meet thee
When I turn away in pained glory
I realize you’re always with me
Submitted to dVerse where we were encouraged to make a poetic translation on one of three poems that were not originally written in English. This poem was inspired by Gabriela Mistral’s poem Anniversary. I felt it as the endless search for answers. Though received, the search continues until pain is accepted and the answers are found where they’ve always been.