Once

Once I found god in every place, and each place was gilded with a glory so bright it took my breath away. God spoke to me in one voice disguised only as the occasional flurry of a flute and all words pointed to one finger and all eyes were God's eyes smiling out at me from under bushy eyebrows.

My soul rose like the lotus into the light that surrounded me. My breath trembled in the silence. My heart bloomed a million times a moment.

Living so close to the divine is a miracle, a blessing, a joy too great for human kind to bear. Soon my lips began to tremble with the fear of losing it. My soul began to wilt with the fear of forgetting it. My thoughts and body began to shrivel in the fear that what was mine was too beautiful to be.

Fear is a black hole feeding upon itself, it nearly ate me alive, but I have risen from this place and now I stand looking forward to what is past, a paradoxical place to be, but still, I am here and divinity is all around me.