This issue I have with God
I stand on the edge of a cliff
Teetering on the brink of collapse
Hovering, wavering
I lift out my leg
With fury
Punching gaping holes in the air
This is not about me
This is about the world
This issue I have with God
I cannot pass on
At least not now
Before I have filled that void
In the hole of nothingness
I am indebted
I owe this life, bigtime
Somewhere in there
The sand has not felt my giant strides
My feet have not shaped the soil
The earth has yet to quake
Under my immense weight
There is a fountain of water
That is yet to be grazed by my skin
Out there is a flowing river
Yet to be washed by my hands
Waves wait
To jump beneath my body
You aint seen nothing yet
I am the missing link
In the totality of life
After all has been said and done
I have not had my say
Nor done my bit
The heavens can wait
I am coming
In time with time
I cannot pass on
At least not now
This is not about me
This is about the world
This issue I have with God
April 9th, 2008 at 4:35 pm
wow!hmm…speechless