Enlightenment
The sun is warm against my pale, shivering body. I feel the warmth and I feel the uplifting. I close my eyes and see a blood red color slowly turning lighter. As I sit there with my eyes close and looking directly into the inside of my eyelids, I see the color start transforming into a beautiful white. The sunrays are penetrating my skin with the UV rays rejoicing in the lack of sunscreen. I can feel my skin begging me to run inside. They tell me they don’t want cancer as a neighbor. I place my quivering finger on my lips and hush their pleads.
My body is on fire, with embers falling on the ground. The sun has gripped my body and chased away the shaking and bitter coldness. I open my eyes slowly and my vision is distorted. The landscape is still there. The trees are still standing straight. The grass is still thirsty for a few drops of rain. Realism is still in the sky and I close my eyes in retreat.
Eyes closed and now I am transported, no longer in the complicated realistic nature of life. It’s me and the sun beaming down my body and sending his greetings. It’s the essence of simplicity and feeling as if the world has diminished. The traffic has been silenced. The words of others have been muted. It’s as if God has paused the world for me to take a few minutes to feel his warmth.
I’m pleading for an uplifting; an uplifting that will reach inside of my head and begin altering with my brain. After finding the right spot on the brain, a smile will run across my face. After pressing hard enough, I will begin to stand straight up, without that pathetic slouch I have inherited recently.
I find myself in between moments of shivering and utter steadiness. The shivering is remarkable and it shakes me from side to side, whispering “Never again”. The steadiness holds me with its invisible arms and yells with enthusiasm and gratitude, “Have faith!”
The shivering begets coldness, which begets wreckage. The steadiness begets warmth, which begets order. The shivering and steadiness hate each other and they fight for my attention.
Let me stand up straight with a smile across my face, the sun peering down at me, and hope gently gripping my hand, while whispering, “Trust me”.
Uplift me. Uplift me. Uplift me.
My body is on fire, with embers falling on the ground. The sun has gripped my body and chased away the shaking and bitter coldness. I open my eyes slowly and my vision is distorted. The landscape is still there. The trees are still standing straight. The grass is still thirsty for a few drops of rain. Realism is still in the sky and I close my eyes in retreat.
Eyes closed and now I am transported, no longer in the complicated realistic nature of life. It’s me and the sun beaming down my body and sending his greetings. It’s the essence of simplicity and feeling as if the world has diminished. The traffic has been silenced. The words of others have been muted. It’s as if God has paused the world for me to take a few minutes to feel his warmth.
I’m pleading for an uplifting; an uplifting that will reach inside of my head and begin altering with my brain. After finding the right spot on the brain, a smile will run across my face. After pressing hard enough, I will begin to stand straight up, without that pathetic slouch I have inherited recently.
I find myself in between moments of shivering and utter steadiness. The shivering is remarkable and it shakes me from side to side, whispering “Never again”. The steadiness holds me with its invisible arms and yells with enthusiasm and gratitude, “Have faith!”
The shivering begets coldness, which begets wreckage. The steadiness begets warmth, which begets order. The shivering and steadiness hate each other and they fight for my attention.
Let me stand up straight with a smile across my face, the sun peering down at me, and hope gently gripping my hand, while whispering, “Trust me”.
Uplift me. Uplift me. Uplift me.
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