Feet pound the pavement
While the cold envelops my soul
My eyes look up to the Earth around me
A world that swallowed me whole
The clouds gather like velvet
Across a brisk night sky
I walk and admire His beauty
With my head tilted toward the moonlight
And then everything turns the other way round
And I look down at my feet
Imagining what it must feel like
To be just underneath
Trapped beneath the dust and earth
Fingernails clawing at cement
Imagining myself suffocating
Condemned to this sentence
I imagine myself screaming
But there’s no air to allow a sound
To escape my lips to reach the ears
Of those that walk overground
I accept my place underneath the rest
And stop my mini struggle
I close my eyes and just let go
It was time to pop the bubble
It doesn’t have to be like that
I remind myself everyday
If I do the things I’m meant to do
And not be led astray
Dead, alive, alive or dead
There’s really no difference
If you submit yourself to the One
There is nothing but sheer existence
To exist, to be,
To live, to
breathe
To taste, touch, hear,
To smell and to see,
To appreciate the little things
And admire the ones that are bigger
To live a present so far from the past
Of when I used to be a sinner
I’m no angel
Nor no saint
Just an ordinary person
Going day by day
Making my way through the grass and the wind
Through the fire
Through the Earth
Ever since birth
Finding my place in this present reality
I finally feel comfortable in my skin
Nobody who comes will change that
I feel it from within
Underground, Overground,
Overground and under,
Then I feel the raindrops on me
Soaked to the skin
Awakening me from my slumber
I hear such tranquility in His thunder.
