Trapped. My mind a cave.
Thoughts like floodwater, rushing in.
Heart racing, body tense, mind ablaze.
Paralyzed by my striving efforts.
Blatant silence.
Prayers ricocheting off an invisible ceiling.
Desire to control and to know tantalizes and tempts.
Darkness creeping in quietly beckons and sickly woos.
Questions, dreams, and ‘what ifs’ vie for attention.
Romancing the dark, I stay in a place of cheap chaos.
Running. Running in my mind.
This way. That way. Running into walls on all four sides.
I’m a slave to my thoughts.
Self-obsession the bolt to my self-made prison.
A sinister dead end in every way.
Still I wrestle.
I lie down to rest, but I am awake.
Running, rushing, thinking, grasping.
A pinprick of light.
So small I nearly miss it.
Light. Focus on the light.
Slowly, as slowly as ice melting in winter’s sun it grows.
My mind begins to clear. Thoughts still.
I breathe in the light, I breathe out the darkness.
My heart slows to a steady rhythm. Peace stirs.
I breathe in light, I breathe out darkness.
My body calms. Striving energy turned to stillness charged with joy.
I breathe in light, I breathe out darkness.
Another light. Brighter.
I reach out to it.
A feeling of love sweeps through like a warm gust of wind.
Spiraling toward me and into my soul.
It steadily grows. Stronger and stronger.
Wind so warm and strong. I close my eyes and breathe it in.
Love like a faithful companion, I know I am not alone.
Love that delights in me, I know I am seen and known.
The wind strengthens. I can feel it stir inside.
I surrender to this wind. Light now radiates within.
My mind awake with its reality.
My heart at rest in its certainty.
My body resonating in its presence.
My soul pierced with freedom.
Love.
Pure, sweet love.
Wrecked by grace through winds of mercy.
Undone by love through purest light.
I am His and He is mine.