Like a sharp bolt of lightning streaks across the dark sky
Followed by thunder that shakes the ground beneath your feet,
I step outside the back door searching for quiet moments alone
A crescent moon set high above
Numberless stars sprinkled thickly from horizon to horizon;
Thoughts of being alone vanish
Swallowed by the physical presence of such greatness!
“Who I am, what I was and what I ever will be”,
Lost completely in the wonder of standing silent
And quietly looking at last, with an empty heart, a numbing vacuum
My soul yearns, longs and begs for a little more
That must be there.
In a moment, as a small child once again
I even kneel and gaze as far as I can
Then pray to God who somehow must hear,
And groan from within the emptiness I know-
I do believe”;
“Show Yourself to me”.
And tears form, deep breaths of night air taken,
And I begin to feel something stir within
I sense that I am free, truly at last,
A peaceful difference that remains
A difference I know will grow!
“The Kingdom of Heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, in his joy went and sold all that he had and bought that field.” Mathew 13:44-46