I had been immersed
in the deepest parts
of a journey with no end
in sight. I knew all
that He saved me from. Had to
come to the end of myself.
My limited perception, twisted
into the narrative that upheld
this lost one snatched from a fire
that still gnashed its teeth, so eager
to devour me. I rose above the smoke,
eyes closed, clinging to the last thread
of His garment. I came to the place
of true revelation that burrowed
so deeply I wondered how I could have
done without it for so long. I know
what He saved me for now. His voice
no longer muffled by the mockers
who wanted nothing more than to see
my head served upon a china platter.
Let God be true and every man
a liar. It had always been this knowing
that the forces fought so hard to sever
from the tender mosaic of my being.
Let this knowing settle upon the earth
pushing its thick roots into places
that had never been a solace to me.
Do not apologize for occupying this.
Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 2:17 AM UTC
I had been immersed
in the deepest parts
of a journey with no end
in sight. I knew all
that He saved me from. Had to
come to the end of myself.
My limited perception, twisted
into the narrative that upheld
this lost one snatched from a fire
that still gnashed its teeth, so eager
to devour me. I rose above the smoke,
eyes closed, clinging to the last thread
of His garment. I came to the place
of true revelation that burrowed
so deeply I wondered how I could have
done without it for so long. I know
what He saved me for now. His voice
no longer muffled by the mockers
who wanted nothing more than to see
my head served upon a china platter.
Let God be true and every man
a liar. It had always been this knowing
that the forces fought so hard to sever
from the tender mosaic of my being.
Let this knowing settle upon the earth
pushing its thick roots into places
that had never been a solace to me.
Do not apologize for occupying this.
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