Epiphany

               Dan Earle

WRITERS ISLAND

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suggested the prompt.

EPIPHANY

Only one Epiphany in a long life.

I exited a certain door

And I never looked back.

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It happened sixty-six years ago

And it changed my life.

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It began with boredom.

Every Sunday was boring,

But one saw it as a sort of punishment

For ones sins.

Doubt?

What was doubt?

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The pillar of the ancient church

Was next to my pew.

I stroked the thousand year block

Out of boredom.

I know its roughness reminded me

Of a cat's tongue.

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And, suddenly, out of nowhere,

For I had never heard of disbelief,

Came the thought.

'It's just an ordinary stone.'

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For most of my fourteen years

Everything pertaining to the Church

Had been Holy.

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The idea had been instilled in me

By my Preacher father.

And I had believed.

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Now, suddenly,

In a flash,

I didn't!

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Instantaneously

I was an Agnostic!

Not that I knew the word.

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And now that I am old

I still feel exactly the same way.

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The word 'Epiphany'

Has a religious ring to it.

But not in my case.

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 HALLELUJAH!
Singing is a mystery but a joyous one at that!
Why does it bring such pleasure to us all?
After we've had a concert I feel as though reborn,
My vocal chords have made me ten feet tall!
Adrenalin starts pumping when I hear the opening note
As Lois summons magic from the keys.
And it doesn't matter what we sing, the magic's always there....
The ditties mean as much as melodies.
Why are humans musical? What purpose does it serve
In the evolution of the human race?
Sounds I can understand; they helped the Caveman to survive.
But harmony? That surely had no place!
Bird-song? O.K. that's 'language' of a very special sort,
But human-beings have the gift of speech.
We don't need to communicate by going 'Tralala!'
We're quite adept at chatting each to each!
And yet it seems our vocal chords are structured for the job!
Our brains know when a note's exactly right!
And a discord is quite painful while a mixture of some notes
Can cause an utter transport of delight.
Here we see two ladies who've 'tuned-in' to the bliss
Of standing up and singing with a friend.
They're involved in a great mystery but they don't really care.
They only hope that it will never end!
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