A Poem For Me

I woke up at midnight, thinking that I would be at another place But reality was staring me once more in my naked face Everyone has come and gone, leaving me stretched thin on the dry lawn and the wall enclosd around me, did not offer any form of sympathy, and so I turn my head toward ceiling and saw the promise hanging there waiting for you to come and seal the bond and suddenly my heart began to fear no one can remove it until destiny come and prove it I see them coming and going humming the early morning hymn But no one is coming to my side I can feel my kenethic energy flowing with the tide, And somewhere in the deep I can hear your voice calling out to me and the Bishop of canterbury prostrate on the ground in the church vestry with tears running from his eyes and seeking solace for his soul. I am still here watching and listening to everything that is transpiring over there and when my heart is full, I meditate in the dark and something more powerful than me comes out and touch me It's just two hours since I closed my eyes And found the angels standing by my side with an unseen surprise one with thirteen stripes painted on its face And a straw blowing soap bubbles all over the place And a cake elvated on a stand and everyone gather around me singing a jubilant song I suddenly remember that it was a special day when the stars, the moon and the sun become one And pull me up me out of the deep and we finally meet to celebrate this poem with me