The room was ineffably dark,
The silence was deafening,
It was safe to say that I was utterly alone..
I walked,
And walked,
Until I could walk no longer.
I was searching
Searching for something that I don't know.
It was still dark
It was still silent
I was still alone.
It made no sense to continue any longer.
So I stopped.
And I waited,
Until waiting made no more sense.
And then He came..
First a glimmer,
And then a beam,
And then the room lit up,
Both suddenly and slowly.
He offered His hand and I took it.
Relief came unannounced.
The darkness,
The chasing,
The waiting,
And ultimately the surrender--
They all made sense.
Indeed,
There is beauty in surrender.
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 7:21 AM UTC
The room was ineffably dark,
The silence was deafening,
It was safe to say that I was utterly alone..
I walked,
And walked,
Until I could walk no longer.
I was searching
Searching for something that I don't know.
It was still dark
It was still silent
I was still alone.
It made no sense to continue any longer.
So I stopped.
And I waited,
Until waiting made no more sense.
And then He came..
First a glimmer,
And then a beam,
And then the room lit up,
Both suddenly and slowly.
He offered His hand and I took it.
Relief came unannounced.
The darkness,
The chasing,
The waiting,
And ultimately the surrender--
They all made sense.
Indeed,
There is beauty in surrender.
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