The "N0-ing" of God

In the mid-night
I awake,
out of sleep..
I quake.
NIGHT reaches out
to consume me,
DARKNESS so
thick,
I can't breathe.

I forget
I am part Light.

Weakened by FRIGHT,
Robbed of my might,
I can't think...
I can't fight.

Images of my SINS
   FILL ME.
Their purpose:
to KILL me,
with their guilt
and their shame
and other weapons
I can't name.

Suffocation begins:
I KNOW I CAN't win
My mind is CONFUSED
and I KNOW
I WILL loose...
my LIFE.

But..
Then a single word
is spoken,
And it's not just a token
against Darkness unbroken.

It is apart and away
from anything I can say,

Its clarity grows
and my mind knows:

      "NO."

STRONG is the WORD..
was it really what
I heard?

Then as if to clear
doubt, again as a shout:

      "NO!"

And like the mouth of a cave,
or a great receeding wave,
the darkness and night
back away from the LIGHT
that begins to grow bright.

"Father, My God..."
and then... a
confirming nod;
Nothing I can see
just an affirmation
in me.

His Mercy and Grace,
then shine their face(s)
and break the fear
and the night,
and bring on the LIGHT.

 

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