Embracing
dissolution.
Coming out from this dream.
Awakening
to this
new reality.
Was this always reality?
With each breath,
let it come.
I’m aware
of colors extruding
through the grey,
leeching in,
something I’ve never seen.
It’s like there’s a window
open somewhere
within me
and I can feel the cool air,
and I can hear the breeze,
but I don’t know where
it’s coming from,
even though I know
what it means.
Guess I’ll have to step outside
and be ready for whatever comes
after this.
Was caught up in a moment,
but now, I have been
set adrift.
No longer a place and time,
but to this new life
I commit
myself.
This new world,
this new war,
this new Christ.
I can feel it coming on the wind.
Holding on
and holding still.
My eyes can’t believe
the way the light gets in
and turns
the darkness
into colors
again.
HG – 2022
