Maelstrom
I have fallen into darkness
That no one else can see
My love of God so strong
He’s turned his back on me
So sure of the power
Of the path of the divine
He sent me to the maelstrom
And said “Find me with your own vine”
So much love did my lord have
That he pulled me from his breast
And placed me in the burnt out field
To rage against my chest
I flung myself about
Called my righteous anger home
I swore at him
“Abandoner, how dare you leave me all alone?”
The silence that embraced me
Was a great and wrathful prong
I writhed in all my hard work
And my pointless spiritual song
“Love me oh great God
Show me miracles and more
Take me dancing
Lets go prancing
On your holy island shore”
Then suddenly from beneath my
Scabbed and Bloodied knee
Reared a many headed hydra
Every head a version
Of me
The first one is a little girl
Abused, confused and closed
The second one a woman
In her many coloured robes
The third I do not recognize
But it’s leading the attack
It is snapping at the others
Who show fear from all their lack
It opens up its mighty jaw
I see into the abyss
My bowel goes loose
I feel the noose
And I surrender into awe
I see my vine has wrapped itself
Around my ungrounded feet
I let go the mindless notion
I am the master of my peace
Suddenly I am pulled up
Like a predator from its lair
The clothes of my ego stripped
And I hang graciously in the air
I have my love and faith in God
To move this burden from my back
My soul laid bare of life’s trickery
I am not alone in this attack
Exposed of all my wretched longing
My vain and erotic spiritual show
I hang quietly in this soothing dark
And let God bathe me in his glow
God sent me to face these demons
He gave me all the tools for the task
For who else can slay evil villains
Than God in my own demons mask
XOM
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