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"Quesions for God"
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There I was, missing her,
As she was lost somewhere in the snow,
The dead of winter encompassed her,
      -slowly passed into oblivian.

There are no words to convey, 
These inert thoughts of her sadness,
For I called on God,
For I had never accepted...
     -the truth.

I had all these interruptions,
I fell into the fire so inquisitive,
And above my sights,
And below my perceptions,
I broke myself,
I seperated my thoughts,
Into pieces and parts with unkown beliefs.

As the inadequate temperature,
Raised questions in my mind,
Then I felt my God,
My haste has been incomplete...
        -until that moment.

I slept in the basement,
And awoke in the black atmosphere,
So many inquisitive questions,
"Why isn't she still alive?"

Thoughts and inquiry,
I softly whispered...

"Is there a way to explain,
Why she left me so alone?
For I can't live with out her,
I'm a reducing agent on the quinone.
Now my ability to breathe,
My emotions so suppressed,
Will I ever see her again?
I have addressed that I'm depressed.
Why can I not move anymore,
Why did she take her own life?
Why is suicide so alive lately?
Now I'm paying the price."

Suddenly I felt her purpose,
On this earth so apparent,
So I quietly meditated,
Eyes closed, heart refreshed,
And in that moment..
       -I understood this tragedy...

"Is it normal to feel at ease,
Underneath the shattered glass?
Has my confliction subsided?"

I'm allowing this catastrophe to surpass.

"What's the dealing in the healing?
And what's the warmth in the snow?
You've listened as I've expressed my grievance,
A delighted gift you have bestowed."

Higher power, how I trust you,
Thoughts and inquiry, I softly whispered,

"For now my restraints have been lifted,
And I understood her purpose,
To be the most beautiful woman,
But she ended up so mirthless."

Even though she gave up too soon,
And no matter the circumstance,
I feel from my guidance from my higher power,
And I imagined her as she danced.

"Where were you hiding?
My power greater than myself,"
As I thanked you soul revived,
"I'm grateful for my personal wealth."

October 14, 2015

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