Touching the face of God…

Dark..a smell..only hope of what this brings..is pain…

Fear nibbles at all reality…any pretense of making it all go away…washes away with the tear down the cheek…

Hunched in a corner..squeezing against the notch in the wood..

How much smaller can I be….?

Can I disappear…?

Footsteps..pause..breath..please breath…

Then I know you are there…

Nursery rhyme I think..said over and over…”rain rain go away..come back another day..”

Light flits under the door..the shadow of what is out there..blocks some light…

Maybe I cannot be seen…

Hold the breath..pushes out like a steam hiss..whistling tea kettle…I am revealed..

Knob jiggle…wood got stuck…

Hold still like iron..even the wind cannot make me move…

Pause…

Sweet aroma..soft brush against a cheek..startled..unknown touch..do not remember this…has it ever happened…?

Heart catches…feel wrapped in a old coat of mamma’s….sweet aroma again…

Soft pleadings from the mind..actual whispers from the heart…

Shadow pauses…steps the other way…

Child sleeps..locked away…in the closet…forgotten…

Moment to touch God’s face…

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~ by HopeGlenn on November 13, 2013.

One Response to “Touching the face of God…”

  1. Beautiful…but then you knew that…

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