darkness descends with hostile intent
on the lunar landscape of my soul,
comes the madness of insignificance,
the icy, gnarled fingers of loneliness
clenched around my withered heart,
in this insidious place
that sunlight never yet has reached.
sprawling fear rises like flood water
breaches the last levy of faith,
crises out voiceless across
the saltwater sea of naked want,
I am drowning, I am drowning
in my darkening rabid need,
who will come to calm me now?
an orphan child of the universe
I tumble weightless through deepest space,
no pulse of life I feel,
light years from human touch,
I am alien, I am hollow,
in this insentient place
my home is beyond fathom from here.
it is cold here past imagining
in the roaring wind of eternal night,
I am fragmenting into atoms
I am losing who I am,
no trace of my existence will remain,
in the hurricane of flameless fire
my bones burn cold.
out of the emptiness and spoil
beneath the blush of crazed moonlight,
a whisper scarcely audible,
then a cry, an echo, the Word
breaks the night in a rhapsody,
a rose straining for light,
faith resurrected from the bonfire.
I was not alone
I had always the Word
to call me home.