Jun 2016
Befuddled
(as if)
I was walking on the rain
The rain
(so cold)
Was it fog or the
(formation)
of another
(lost)
and listless soul
Even snow
(falling)
would be warmer than this
I speak of the
(blackness)
far beyond the absence
of the light
Truly staggering the
(immensity)
of the nothingness
that swallows whole
everything in sight
Jesus walk upon the water
I just walked upon the rain
Yet he stood upon the
(firmament)
I just stood upon it's
(soaking)
pain
(as if)
I was walking on the rain
The rain
(so cold)
Was it fog or the
(formation)
of another
(lost)
and listless soul
Even snow
(falling)
would be warmer than this
I speak of the
(blackness)
far beyond the absence
of the light
Truly staggering the
(immensity)
of the nothingness
that swallows whole
everything in sight
Jesus walk upon the water
I just walked upon the rain
Yet he stood upon the
(firmament)
I just stood upon it's
(soaking)
pain
While sitting one night , in the dark , in total silence , I was suddenly engulfed by a blackness far beyond that of any emptiness I had ever experienced . Was it what death would be like ? All I know that in it nothing exists at all . Nor even any light .
(Trussville , Alabama)
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