The sky is black,
Its never blue,
Just close your eyes,
you’ll see its true.
Darkness washes over you,
Rushing like a flood,
It steals your breath away,
It chills your very blood.
You trip and fall,
On even ground,
And not one is near,
To hear a sound.
You choke upon its stench,
Slowly impounding you now,
Dropping you to your knees,
It forces you to bow.
You can smell its vile breath,
As it whispers in your ear,
You feel yourself draining,
As it feeds upon your fear.
Your strength has all but gone,
You know your tomb awaits,
When you look upwards and glance,
The one thing Darkness hates.
With your slowly gasping lips,
You cry a silent plea,
But the Light seems to hear,
You once again can see.
A single Hand you glimpse,
In an instant Darkness shattered,
The Hand it hoists you up,
As if nothing around you mattered.
Your sin the Light can see,
Nothing can hide from His sight,
And yet He pulls you closer,
Further towards the Light.
The Light knows no bounds,
He has no time nor space,
And yet He came to find you,
In that filthy vile place.
When you sank below your strength,
Struggled with all your might,
When you choked upon the Darkness,
When you had given up the fight.
He found you deep below,
Lost, in need of love,
He came after His creation,
He lifted you up above.
Your eyes are spotless now,
Your lungs are crisp and clean,
You walk on even ground,
But now on HIM you lean.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
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