Death to Life
Caked in itchy mudI can feel the tingling sensation of wriggling maggots
my skin drying and tightening against what I soak in
The air is hot, too thick to breathe
my chest tight, I'd cry, but my heart has gone dry
my mind muddled and foggy
I feel the unbearable longing though
and seek out the roaring torrent
subdue my groggy body and pull myself down to my knees
reaching out my hands to the gentle spray
of that mighty waterfall
As my skin softens I pull myself closer
drink deep and feel the chill awaken my mind and breathe life to my pounding heart
My soul brightens and warms
glowing in tune with the beating torrent
as it turns into a column of fire
pulling at me,
bringing my love to roaring life
I am the oxygen consumed
in these glorious flames
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2019-07-26 at 07:09
Tags Faith Prayer Reawakening
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