light beckons...

“Souls reconstructed with faith transform agony into peace.” 

― Aberjhani, The River of Winged Dreams

Life...
so full of turns and twists,
interactions and reactions,
and
just when i can't breathe
just when i think
i may cease to exist or at least wish i would
from around the bend in the road
after climbing up behind the shadow of the mount for so long
starting to think that the shadowy darkness is normal--
a small faint flicker of hope
a glimmer of light
a wash of fresh air
enters my stale bones..

I stare into the distance
and
something draws me forward
beckons me if you will
Hope?
love?
something
something so ordinary it is there most of the time,
but so extraordinary I can't resist....

sweat drips down my head
my muscles ache
and
my head is so finished with processing that I think all the tickers are broken.....

 i hit the pinnacle of the climb and i stop to rest
I sit
sit and stare into the light that beckons me
....
Does goodness and mercy follow me?
Is the shadow just a shadow or a figment of my imagination?
Am I really not alone?
my soul fights with itself
arguing that
it is alone
feels it into the abyss of my soul
...
and
yet...
yet...
the light in the distance flickers and glimmers
and
says...
Come on up...
I stand
stare
and
 suddenly
...
one more time
...
when I know i've said
I will not do this again
...
I don't believe
...
yeah right
...
That
thing
that awesome something bigger than myself
...
says..
come on..
I've been right here waiting...

The agony of the dark night
shifts
cool fresh air
hits my face and
a gentle yet subtle
spirit moves over my pain
and
soothes it....
a few more steps...
hard they may
....
and
i think
i just might be
home to myself
...
myself and that which is bigger than me...

the light
it beckons me...


Have a great hump day...
blessings..

The radical rambler...