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Sep 2010
What's it like being a god
and tumbling back into humanity?
Whats it like being a god
and all your connections dimming?

I couldn't feel my body
I couldn't feel my skin
what's it like being a god?

it's
without identity
without fears
without certainty

it's
no words
no need to speak

what's it like being a god
and meeting yourself for the first time
and liking yourself for the first time
loving yourself
loving no one
needing no one
and nothing

beautiful creatures
in the sunset
beautiful waves of the ocean sky
lotuses floating in the wind
in the trees
serene smiling faces in the city skyline
the city of clouds offers nothing
we ask nothing but to see
we ask nothing
nothing at all
but to look and absorb the overwhelming
emotion and color and beauty and peace

waves, rippling waves
the tablecloth sky
gentling coming towards me
look what I made for you, you all

what's it like? Being a god?
It's exhausting
it's exuberant
it's joyful
it's sorrowful
to be a god
void of humanity
void of fear and insecurity

I couldn't feel my face
I couldn't feel my fingers
all I could feel was joy
pure emotion, untainted by thought
pure emotion pours down my face
in laughter and tears
a joyful, childish celebration to see such beauty
to be so free

what's it like to be a god
and a human again?
No longer do I fear,
no longer do I want

no longer any self-deception
as far as my human eyes can tell
8-26-10
Written by
Sarah Jystad  Berkeley
(Berkeley)   
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