Sunday, June 10, 2018

I saw, but in seeing was cut down
In fear that I might tell the truth
I hide here in this lonely flat
The windows shut tight to keep out the sun
And pray for those that haunt me here
The ghosts and visitors of another dimension
Seeking peace and solace to my pain
I find myself alone with just one comforter
Troubled by the spirits and gods
The angels and demons and martians
Martians are demons that come from the sky
And they seem to be the only current threat
I hide from them more like a prisoner
Unfree to walk the streets and hills
Imprisoned in this tomblike flat
I feel that nothing can help me
So very strong and very brave
I am considered a child
But childhood is my solitude
And I am so bored
I never want to have speak again
I use a few words as possible
And in my fears the evil transcends
They bring on the apocalypse
If I can help to plant a seed
Or give a little shade
Then birds will feel safe to nest in me
And the little boy may find comfort
To be treelike is one meaning of life
They have mastered the art of kindness
And in their being they do rest
The plants are the kindest of mortals
Oh world unceasing there my heart
And there let me rest with my planet
The Earth longtime has comforted me
This little home is my universe
In Jesus' Name,
Amen

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