It is not without benevolent feelings of mirth and grace that a poet often seeks that which is gratifying and seamlessly serene in seclusion … in his or her sanctuary. The mere resplendence that infuses within the mind is brilliantly orchestrated and allowed to seek gratification in a poet’s sanctuary. It is here that healing and absence of pain are in abundance and the power of creativity is a benediction.

 

A poet seeks to extemporaneously devour the unsurpassed value inherent in self reflection as he or she enters the sanctuary.  Within abounds, the curiously mystical devotion holds open immeasurable pathways of creative resources. Creativity harbors the essence of vision in a poet’s mind. In “Creativity and the Poetic Mind”, Jean Tobin asserts “ … that in addition to learning the skills attendant on writing poetry, poets learn to recognize, create, and recreate creative states of mind”.

 

What construes a creative state of mind? Once again we are imbedded into the poet’s sanctuary, as we strive to uncover the sublime. The sanctuary alludes to a mind that furnishes an instantaneous magnitude of brain cells, working in unblemished harmony, to enable the poet write. Brain waves in various forms and colors unite to unravel a seductive array of creative metaphors. It is akin to a “… flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music” … Kahlil Gibran: The Prophet.

 

The creation of poetry is divine … it is a simulation of rhyme and rhythm … a mesmerizing contribution from the heart of the writer … a fusion that is scintillating! It renders consummate freedom for the poet; freedom to create that which is intimate, astute and worthy of exaltation. Such freedom positions the persona of the poet into deep introspection and into a stampede of internal emotions.

 

And what of love and pain, you might ask. 

 

These are sentiments that bequeath their existence the deeper their association within a poetic sanctuary. Every poet has fallen prey to the inexorable presence of wild emotions … the consternation of love … the dampening shadow of pain. It could be asserted that such sentiments are best left to elucidate as the inner most poignant influences that amalgamate in a poet’s sanctuary. 

 

In “The Prophet”, Kahlil Gibran speaks vehemently of love:-

 

            When love beckons to you, follow him,

 

And similarly of pain:-

 

            Much of your pain is self-chosen.

 

A poet’s sanctuary is a crystallization of spellbinding and benevolent insight, which requires an unbiased understanding, which preserves a charismatic perception, and which harbors the quietness of a poet’s precious soul. A sanctuary is the sentimental crux, wherein construes an immaculate unification of a poet’s abundant ability to envision a perfect script in the mind. 

 

In all its simplicity, a poet’s sanctuary is the blessed abode wherein portrays an epiphany and whereby creates a surge of superlative consummation. It is a source of emblazoned strength to a poet; it is a vestibule of underlying sentiments, escalating an embryonic influx of adrenalin … while generously diffusing a gut wrenching plethora of unmitigated and triumphant sense of achievement. 

 

A poet’s sanctuary is the ultimate destination where the soul surrenders to its exultant supremacy!

 

 

 

© Laura Simoes

June 2008