Cause and effect are all at once dire, horrific, dense.
This looming horizon bleeds a crimson and orange blend,
one which I begrudgingly recognize--
the inevitable side of the spectrum of which I dread.
An approaching din, accompanied by silhouettes
keeps time, keeps rhythm,
steals my sanity.
Tauntingly, they trot over the round side of the world,
Leaving behind a veil of the dusty sin, filth and regret.
Question marks and graphic punctuation float over my head,
illustrating confusion, frustration, reservation.
But, alas, from the seemingly inadequately barren gravel beneath my feet,
a single seed planted long ago bursts at its seams, exploding into existence.
It branches out, reaching all corners of fear,
pushing aside the enemy army on the ever-oozing horizon.
I sit beneath this life-bearing tree, gathering strength, courage, faith--
the treasures I've required for so long but had not attained out of ignorance.
And under the life-giving branches, divine peace embraces me,
sweeter than the wink of stars or kiss of the wind.
And I know that in my faith, I am not only complete,
but that it is my destiny; this is all a part of my plan.
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