Light passes through
Darkness overwhelms
The wind alters it not
A stoic unfluttering
cloak.
In a room full of light
a room full of dust
a room full of emptiness
a room, nothing in it
But me
I’m standing in a window
longing to feel upon my face
the light to expel the coldness
the pale moonlight overwhelms
All of me.
I move through the room
from the window to the wall
a wall of steel-ish cold
with chains and shackles riveted
Shackles meant for me.
I try to lift the chains
they pass through my hand
a clanking on the floor
a ringing in my empty ears
Empty me.
Yet as I lean against the wall
the chains begin to move
The clasps open slowly, creaking
and now upwards move
My neck
The metal is at my chest now
moving upwards slowly
at my neck now moving closer
to wrap, circumference, bind me
To the wall.
I feel the steel upon my skin
I feel, a tear, I feel,
down my ashen cheek it runs
and rests upon my curving mouth
I feel.
A euphoric feeling of feeling cold
to finally feel at all
How much I gave to get me here
now I shall be content.
It’s cold.
The icy fingers round my neck
squeeze what life had brought
This feeling I had so long sought
is not what I had thought.
At all.
The tear that ran down my face
left a blazen trail of red
a blush that touched my icy cheek
was now fading fast.
The steel.
Pulled into the cold hard wall
trying to consume me
I try to scream but my mouth won’t move
all that escapes is a prayer of a breath.
A Prayer.
And as I am consumed alive
alive and well and whole
I see the window across the room
in a glorious unaltered view.
A warm light.
The cold pale moonlight has gone and left
the icy bluish light
a warmish, orangish, glorious light
has come and is promising life.
Save me.
The feeling that I had longed and loved
now chokes and cuts and hurts
I see the light not afar off
but I feel slowly pulled and jerked
I Fight.
A helpless cry escapes my lips
a rending heart wrenching cry.
The light reaches within a foot
I reach and writhe and cry.
HELP.
The heavy chains fall away like grass
The clasps just disappear
The light has just now touched my face
and melted my frozen tear.
Warmth.
The light it pierces my every vein
It warms and softens my skin
It permeates my every breath
Oh now true life, true feeling begins.
Life
Sing
Love
Hope
Feel
Sing
LIVE.
Monday, March 31, 2008
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3 comments:
I think this is my favorite of any of your writings I've read so far David...wow. *likes it a lot*
Thank you Ru. I was just thinking about how sometimes we sell ourselves for something that would make us feel. And how sometimes we leave where we are supposed to be because it's uncomfortable.
And sometimes the things we soooo desire end up chaining us up. Thanks be to God for rescuing the bound and lost and hurting.
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