Another Piece of God's Art

"Slipping into a coma, the emptiness of a dreamless sleep. Nightmares filling your head, where nothing is what it seems. You're underground, desperately tryna' find your way out, tunnels all around, but doors are no where to be found. The ground has no traction, and you're floating above air. Tryna' hold on to something, but there's nothing there. And then you fall, and all you can hear, is the rippling of your clothes, and the wind in your ear. And just before you hit the ground, you feel something grip you, without making a sound. The next thing you know you're looking into a Man's eyes. You feel safe but afraid, all at the same time. That's when you wake, but you were never asleep. And you're lying in a bed, with the Man at your feet. He welcomes you to His kingdom, and into His heart, and He finishes his drawing, another of piece of God's art." ***************************************************** This poem is about one's struggle to find God. About having to search, and feeling hopeless. Like we aren't really traveling through Hell, but we are searching with no idea which way we are going, blanketed in a coat of black. Like an infinitely deep hole with a small stream at the bottom, and you've just got to hope to find that stream. Then when you think all hope is lost, you realize that He has been sitting there, waiting for you, pulling you out of the darkness Himself, knowing you would look for Him. He accepts us into His kingdom. It's as if we are a piece of art, and he is adding on to us everyday..