Loud Cry For God

a man
knelt down in his secluded den
and called God’s name; there was no answer to his call

he went to the deep mountain,
cleansed himself in the stream of clear water
and mediated with an empty mind; there was no vision whatsoever

he abandoned the mountain for the sea
“O Lord, look at me…” there was not 
even an echo came back to his ears

he came to the middle of wilderness to look up the sky 
yonder the horizon, his tears ran down his cheeks because
he was so sad; there, no one was helped to dry his tears

he left for a long journey with sack-full old memories 
in his back like a vanquished warrior who also lost his home; 
no one was followed him

at the time of nightfall he was leant on the wall of house 
left in ruin and murmured while gazing blankly at sunset glow, 
“there’s no God, is it?” the wall fell to the ground 

thenceforth he was not found in anywhere
no one saw him ever since
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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