True Believer

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Summary

An atheist prayer. Finding beauty in a life well lived. Coming to terms with death. I wrote this poem as an atheist with a deep spiritual connection with everything around me. The warmth of the sun on my skin, the tiny spider sitting on my toe as I read, the magic in the air and a good song. Whatever makes you feel connected. Find solace in the peace of single moment.

Genre
Poetry
Author
JMaddox
Status
Complete
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
13+

Chapter 1

Floating in time, defying space, eyelashes cast long shadows as the sun's breath kisses my face.

Somewhere in my memory honeysuckles are recalled, I hold this small world in my hands, a tiny universe with which I am in enthralled.

Embracing love and free will with no talisman or creed, exaltation becomes a bittersweet defeat.

I fear not the darkness that reveals the light, for in ignorance, there is no reckoning with sight.

Lead me not into temptation, no poison I shall be fed, I dream of sugar plums when I lay my head.

Now I lay me down to sleep, I play in stars beyond the deep. If I should die before I wake, my soul and strife the earth shall take.

With harmony in my heart and enlightenment on my mind, I too am like the sun, floating in space and defying time.

Your love molded me from a tiny atom of clay, unconditional faith and benediction walk beside me throughout my days.

I've loved with all my essence and faltered with all my grace, hoping my colors brightened up this place.

Confounded are those who seek to destroy my soul, my conscience is clear and my purpose whole.

I see the light in all things, the mystery, the music, the friction. A realization so deep it straightens your spine with conviction.

I am a true believer, for I have seen the light of day, and that is all I need to know, that I am but a tiny atom of clay.