Things to Come

I sit around watching House and enjoying my time alone. Soon that will all come to an end. I'll be forced beyond my will to endure the pain of sitting in a classroom learning things that may or may not interest me. But I will do it. I won't run from it. I signed on for such a thing and now I can't deviate from this choice. Before you decide to agree with me and nod your minds "yes" let me say one more thing. I'll be doing all this in a place that you will most likely never go. I've taken the leap. I refuse to sit by holding hands with people who don't even know me. I'm letting go, ripping my hands out of their hands, and throwing myself into the sky to land in a place that helped create me. I'm free flying, it's true. I'm gonna ride lions, tame them, making them my guardians. They will walk with me and I will do whatever my heart desires. I can close my eyes and see that I am surrounded by a flaming entourage of winged beasts when my life is threatened. I won't die, I'll explode. I'll burn like an ancient barn full of old corn cobs. People will sit on cars in parking lots and stare, taking pictures, gaping mouths wide open, talking with their beloved and praying to their gods. But I...I'll just smile...I'll know the truth and although I will sit among them, I will burn the brightest...and they will want it too. The Truth will reside among them and they won't even realize it. Those days will come. They might come faster than I expect, or slower...I'll never know until they arrive. For now, I walk on, following the foot prints in the sand covered in glass and knives and needles. I threw those things there some time ago, and now I must walk on, seeing only the foot steps that call to me. I can't deviate from this path. I can't stop and rest for there is no where to rest. My head pounds, my feet bleed, my legs are tired, but my soul aches to be held. I can look up and see the light in the red sky and I know it'll be alright. I know I'm going the right way and doing the right thing. Clean beaches are coming. Whatever I reap, I will sow...harvest is coming. I'll walk on water, bury my roots in perfect soil, and grow tall and mighty. The son shall be my light and I will reach for him. No matter where I go, I will strive and thrive for he is with me....and I have been blessed, my prayers answered, and my time is coming.