The Deluge

[odysseusunbound]

At the end of the deluge
Travel to the top of the tower
Tow the house gods

Take the Shekhina
In embrace.
The old in the New

We travel the tower
But do we seek the God
Behind the gods
Or, to be like God?

And in the rain
There is the shout
Of silence

Deafening

Crushing

Silence

We reach the roof only to chip at the ceiling.
Finding the trap door we break in
Racing into heaven as the tower crumbles below us

Releasing the water of heaven to flood the world below
Swimming up towards a light, hoping to caress Shekhina
Drowning our house gods in our vanity.

Then, with lungs on fire,
just as we were about to breathe
in the liquid breath
We break the surface,
Flailing to the shore
We look to see the rain
Coming down in torrent
At the foot of a crumbled tower
As the World floods

Our vanity drowned
Our pride drenched

Where do you go from here
While love shouts in gentle whispers?