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Splash of Black
Jesus Savior...Pilot Me from Across the blackest waters ripples of pain, swell into an anguish splashing against the blackest shore, and in the rustling of brittle leaves from the shadows of tallest trees, the darkness beckons me to climb aboard, climb aboard, an empty boat waiting upon the blackest shore. Through depths of night, I ride atop the black of cavernous waves. They seem to be a hollow echo calling out my name from the splashing of the oars to the splashing of my pain against the rocking boat in the blackening of waves. Across the water, I stir the black and do not feel afraid, but wonder if the water knows it holds my every pain my every shame and every tear cried out on my darkest days. Then, from the other side, I hear the splash of steady rain. The purging from above seems to calm my darkest pain. I dip the oars deeper still to head for waiting shores, and from the water's floor, bubbling, rising more and more, I hear the splashing, splashing of my own resounding laughter. Then, a calm lightens my struggle as the sunrise pales my dark disasters, and in the glare of morning from bright sunbeams above, I remember with a prayer, I am loved. I am loved I am loved. Written 6/4/20 for Kai Michael Neumann's Splash Poetry Contest
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