My Religion

i saw the thickening dark velvet cloud approaching the place upon which my little soul dreams of the nada that is near to come below it lay the clear yellowish ocean that reflects the burning Sun upon its cruel waves that know only how to slap on the infinite sand when i looked back there were men floating in the air an inch above the ground their faces were unclear behind the hood of the red Dominican priest-like robe that suggests the coming of Hell i turned the pages of the Scriptures and found the pacifying truth of salvation, the serenity that i once longed for, the assurance of being taken away from the sharp fangs of the wicked and the promise of infinite journey