My GOD

Waiting in the wind,
not knowing where to land.
Not knowing which way to turn,
then someone took my hand.

I'm not sure who it was,
it was too dark in my head.
Too dark in this tunnel,
that never seems to end.

But as soon as my fingers felt,
this warm and gentle touch.
I let go of all pretenses,
and the devil loosened his clutch.

As we walked he said to me,
child why do you cry?
I just thought, I said through tears,
that here is where id die.

We strolled along for quite some time,
and suddenly I asked,
are you the one I’ve waited for?
The one I have now at last?

No, child, I am not.
He replied quite stern.
I will tell you something else,
something you should learn.

I am the one who was always there,
the one who made your soul.
The one who made your body, and your heart.
I have made you whole.

But up until now I have been broken.
I was reassured by my words.
Im used to this world that is battered and bruised,
and really has no cure.

Im sorry you feel that way about me.
He said with sorrow in his voice.
Oh no! Not you! Just your world.
I said with no choice.

I am the grace, and the power, and glory.
This is my creation, my world.
It has me in every corner,
and you are my little girl.

So I have you inside of me?
I asked without a care.
Yes, he said, smiling now,
inside of you, I am there.

We talked like this and laughed and cried,
I asked about war and love.
I asked if one day, someday,
I would live up above.

And then I asked what light felt like,
but no answer escaped the lips,
of my god, my passion, my glory,
I no longer felt his fingertips.

And I looked ahead of me,
behind me, to the side.
And suddenly, through the mist,
was a tiny glimmer of light.

I thanked him for walking with me,
until I looked at the footprints only one.
And I knew that he was carrying me,
and had been all along.