Underground // Overground

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.