The dark, bid us enter. Reluctantly eager for promised bait, we stepped cross threshold hoping to follow the scent of passion aroused and hungers satiated. As sandaled feet slowly felt for sure footing the world fell away and we descended into the Black of Waiting NIGHT, OH endless night. The star within our hearts called us to focus upon a seed of light beyond the curve of silky-black stone’s reflection, we married hope and promised no divorce.

Where had reason expired, discernment returned to shelf and promise been drowned by pursuit of selfish matter? Why had dawn been forgotten, the colors of hope spread cross marbled horizon lose its luster to eyes amazed by the Color’s of God’s Creation? What new dreams purchased for the price of perfection, unity, forever? Had love given way to pure thirst and hunger for something to fill mind’s stomach? What there resides beyond the value of priceless?

So fallen we had thought to be our pitch and yaw transversed to impossible slope toward baseline. Caution absent in the helplessly descending thoughts pitched to prison, collision and catastrophe. Gone in day filled with moments that should have been silenced them forgotten we hold history true to the ideas of backslidden and lost to the envelope of dark. But what is beyond the waiting arms of Almighty? What timeline denies him access, what world is too far from his remembrance, what authority grand enough to hold captive that which belongs to HIM ALONE?

Riven of worry, cause, excuse and folly, I knelt for standing was forever beyond my capability as I humbly remembered before whom i currently genuflected. Mind beyond clear for fear of even thinking a word and Him Knowing. Even now I knew He knew even that which had never come to mind or that which I could not find in the list of those things one should say in God’s Presence. Founded Dumb, unspeakable of spoken, realizing the extent of my slumber I hoped to find rest but knew my day and hour of discipline stood before me. For but God I would be eternally fallen, challenging the eternals depths of abyss, gone for none but me to remember.

What had come of my self-paced measuring? Had unknown valuation been found among the ruin of road to foolishness? Was anything old or new discovered for display and review by those present for my revealing? No alone, naked, cold, tired, now hungered for God’s forgiveness I hovered into cowering mass. I should rightly be forgotten for having stepped so far to desperation and quest for fleshly wonder, but instead I found the resounding voice of welcome upon my heart, ear and bone. A light so intensely invisible which I could not for the loss of existence focus shone upon me igniting my spirit and inoculating every cell with God’s Brilliance and being. i would not be undone but transformed beyond the reaches of principles invested in man’s wicked pursuit. From cave to Throne’s foot I had risen without reason, or worth or time, I now fell toward light and humbly sought welcome within his footsteps, knowing nothing more right than that which my plight had begotten in service to the Son.