Psychic Epic

Israel Two, 16/21

Photo by Julia Joppien on Unsplash

I am entering eternity
With all my insecurities
Intact
Like psychic shells,
As loaded questions
for the shotgun
strapped across my back

I submit my
grey imagination
to your liking
that of bringing light
of brightening
and of climbing high mountains
sailing low seas

As my hand appears to be
spinning a revelation
Yet my pen is fixed in its
place
Offering new reflection
in its revolution
the world keeps turning
surely God is listening

We are partners in this race, and
Although pain is
not being able to touch
those you love,
I will not fail to reach

I was so sure about everything
So that there was nothing left
Now, drifting purposefully on this
tabula rasa…
I will not wait.
I am entering eternity
with all my insecurities intact
I test the air
Unfold my wings
And lift