Flight
I woke up
opened my eyes
i was alone
and then, just as quickly as the terror had come and passed
the moment was so beautiful that i refused to capture it
Jesus christ
save my soul. Jesus christ, make me whole
the turbulence reached for me
but i was beyond it then
i'd sought for the Spirit
a different spirit came and went
i'm still looking
still looking
but even the inadequacy of words is muted
right now
we are living in different worlds
not only from one another, but particularly from ourselves
the pride of life courses through the brokenness of language
wanting, however, the Spirit of Truth
but i am looking
we are all looking
and just when i'd thought i was barren, She did come again
even in the mess i was in
like a baby, lying in a manger
I woke up
opened my eyes
I was home
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