You’re asked to recite a poem (or song lyrics) from memory — what’s the first one that comes to mind? Does it have a special meaning, or is there another reason it has stayed, intact, in your mind?
I read Darkfall by Dean Koontz when I was a teenager. While I only vaguely remember the book, this poem stuck in my head and wouldn’t let go. I can’t recite my own poetry by rote, but this poem made such a huge impact on me that 25+ years later, I can still recite it by heart.
We can embrace love; its not too late.
Why do we sleep, instead with hate?
Belief requires no suspension
to see that Hell is our invention.
We make Hell real; we stoke its fires.
And in its flames our hope expires.
Heaven, too, is merely our creation.
We can grant ourselves our own salvation.
All that’s required is imagination.
– Dean Koontz, The Book of Counted Sorrows (From the book Darkfall)
Before reading Darkfall, I had started my foray into the world of writing. I started with short stories and soon found I had a love of poetry. I had very little confidence, but ideas galore and the drive to keep trying. Then I read Dean Koontz poem. To me it meant that all I needed was imagination to create what I wanted out of this world. I grabbed on to that idea and kept writing. As long as I had imagination, I could write anything! What probably would have ended up nothing more than a passing fancy, became a passion.
I still remember the passion this poem instilled in me. It often amazes me how something as short and sweet as a poem or song can influence someone to such a degree. I can only hope that one day my words will do the same for someone.
Thank you, Dean Koontz.
The Daily Post – By Heart
Christy is a writer, crafter, amateur photographer and enjoys sharing recipes. She also loves pushing buttons in Photoshop until her pictures magically look better.
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