Published on May 4, 2005 By tweedz In Misc
You hear a faint cry of someone in the distance.
It gains the right to your curiosity.
Slowly it draws you in, and you become closer and closer.
You see a faint object that's not quite clear to you.
You move closer and the object becomes clearer to the naked eye.
Although you still aren't quite sure what it is, your curiosity draws you nearer.
This object is so close to you now,
but you still can't make out what it is.
There are so many possibilities of what it could be.
You wish that you could focus it, you wish that you could have the courage to do the things he does.
The things that he does astounds you.
It overwhelms you with the fear that maybe you will never be able to do the things he does.
His accomplishments again are only better than yours.
A light appears and draws you nearer and you again give up your curiosity.
Closer and closer, your moving as if it were your destiny, as if it were your future being planned before your very eyes.
Again your curiosity gives in only this time your moving towards this man,
towards this light that surrounds him.
He leads you on showing you that ever sin you ever made has been forgiven.
That he doesn't care what you've done.
Yet you feel alone.
You keep moving and you see your life in good times and bad.
Yet he was always there with you.
Still you are not able to make out a face.
Only now you see the outline of his body and the hair on his face.
Yet you feel alone.
He speaks to you telling you that he will never leave your side that he is always there.
Yet you feel alone.
What can fill this void?
Again you hear a faint cry in the distance.
Calling out for somone.
Now you realize what the cry was,
it was a call,
longing for someone to fill this void.
It was my heart longing for him to fill this empty space.

Comments
on May 05, 2005
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There's my blog. I didn't know you wrre such a good artistic writer!
on May 06, 2005
Thank you Todd I am glad that you got to look at that. The one that you read was actually written when I was on a trip with you in like 97 or 98. Thank you and I will check out your site.

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