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My body aches, my eyes are dry, and my brain feels like foam sitting in my head. The feeling in my stomach is not maternal it is selfishness. It crawls up my throat. It pulls and stretches at me until I spew it out onto a friend close by. When my eyes catch the sight of the rank mark that is so inconveniently sitting on them I am filled with guilt. My senses come flooding back and I hold the blessed being in apology, begging for forgiveness. Looking at me they say it aloud. The touch of the words fills my body from head to toe with joy. My embrace gets tighter around my friend, their breath is a non. My cheek is sprinkled with tears. How can the acid of my own selfishness kill one so easily? The pain of my heart runs in a circle beneath the ribs of my skeleton. I walk, wondering in a hollow room. My head sits straight and strong. My body is light and floating, but my feet are still on the floor and I can still feel my wieght. I feel no depression, no confusion, no fear, just slight uneasiness. I see myself and the floor around my feet. I feel the walls and the ceiling over my head. If I am so closed in how can it feel like eternity? Like infinity is all around me. I feel tired. I lay down to sleep. As i drift away I feel the light of eyes open and sit on my focus. My dreams are all i see. In the room all around me it's as if i have family spread out and sharing the support of floor we take hospitality on. So simple...so plain...so Jesus.
Why don't I recognize it when I abruptly change levels. Whent he Lord picks me up so gently I cannot feel myself being lifted.
Save me Lord! Replay in my ear the cry of my heart. The water is no longer at my neck. It's all gone down the drain.
Why don't I recognize it when I abruptly change levels. Whent he Lord picks me up so gently I cannot feel myself being lifted.
Save me Lord! Replay in my ear the cry of my heart. The water is no longer at my neck. It's all gone down the drain.