When I drop to my knees.

I drop to my knees.

Head down.

Hands clasps.

And I fly.

 

Upward.

Onward.

Towards the stars.

Through the night.

 

Into heaven.

Til I find what I am looking for.

And I stop.

 

I stand at the door.

It’s huge.

It’s welcoming.

It’s wide.

It’s open.

 

And I tear in. 

I run and run and run.

There is noise.

There is movement. 

 

Further.

Further.

Further.

 

Until the light.

And love.

Collide with me.

 

I drop to my knees.

There is instant quiet.

The room becomes still.

 

And from the throne He leans down.

And a voice rings out.

“My Child. I hear you.”

 

 

And I begin to pray.

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