The lightning
Grasped at my heart for hours.
Finally, I could not take it anymore
So I bolted for the door
To let nature have me.
Like electroshock therapy
Under God’s supervision, I saw images of derision from my past flashing,
Registering, as they had been,
Constructs of the frenzied mind
That like a quick thief in the night
Stole away my time.
The rain
Kept coming for days, washing over my body.
I almost got hooked
On the process of purification,
The cleansing felt so good
But remembered, that is how I had rooked myself,
Creating more
Instead of letting go.
Emotion is a stimulus and addiction is real:
Somewhere deep down
I knew it was time for me to go back home.
The sun
Rises today, as my spirit, resurrected.
Nothing has changed, other than my projection of light,
Which more consistently filters through physical holes
Pulsing with the history of the metaphysical
Unexplainable and real, thousands of faint dots,
Connected across different skies and life in different times
Creating new energy that is here,
Paying homage to old energy that was there,
The cause and answer, the pause and the dancer
Inside of me surfacing.

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