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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.