Sometimes it comes
as a gentle shake in the dark
that awakes me from my sleep:
"Wake up it's time to think. Suppose you
did…" It begins. "And what if…" It continues.
"It will work if you do the following …" It assures me.
"I believe you're correct," I reply. "Why didn't I think
of that before," I continue. "I agree; it will work if
I do the following…" I assure myself
¾ now fully aware that I am
talking to myself
( ¾ or am I?)
For again it comes
in broad daylight
above the canopy of the trees
through the rustling leaves
now whispering amongst each other
in a breeze that would have gone unnoticed
if it wasn't for the voice coming from it
like a ray from the sun:
"In case you're wondering …" It begins. The
reason I did the following was…" It continues. Believe
in me and I will believe in you," It assures me.
"Wow! I understand," I reply. "No one will believe me," I
continue. But I will keep on questioning, praying, believing, and
searching," I assure myself
¾ now fully aware that I was
talking to myself
(¾ or am I?)
I looked at the meadow
where the butterflies are doing aerobatics.
I looked further beyond
to the golden wheat fields
where the wheat danced in synchronized patterns
of golden lines of varying designs, which
appear, disappear, then reappear in random sequences.
Above an eagle glides to the calm pulsating ballad of the water
in the stream hitting the rocks, creating a sound that echoes up
to the mountain, which stands monumental in silent presence. But
soon from there It comes. "I can be overwhelming …" It begins. "But
what if you have faith in Me …" It continues. "Seek an you will find, knock
and it will be opened to you, believe and your prayers will be answered …" It
assures me.
"Am I losing my mind?" I reply. "This type of behavior isn't normal," I continue, "But then what is?" I assure myself
¾ now fully aware that I was
talking to myself
(but then again ¾ was I?)
