Tasting The Rain

Take the first step

The dust sweeps in clouds around you

Auburn beneath your feet

Crunching, snapping

Like the jaws of a hyena

The black seat

Standing cold and alone

Beckoning, beckoning

You sit

Pushing off like a paper airplane

Rising like the wisp of smoke

Higher, higher

Back and forth

Back and forth

Melting into the lavender and pink

Patience

You become a bird

Flying, flying

Yet without the feathered wings

Gazing far into the painted desert before you

Overflowing bursts of crimson, orange

Canary yellow, violet, ultramarine

Warm gray

The sky on the canvas

Close your eyes

Become blind yet see

See a whole new world

More lovely than the one God gave us here

 Flashing shades soar past you

Whooshing past your ear

Like the eternal rushing of wind

Laughter

No longer knowing who it belongs to

All the joy melded into one voice

Singing the song of the eagles

And the song of companionship

Open your mouth

Shriek

With your pure soul

Regardless of those around you

Knowing nothing anymore

Knowing no places

Knowing no people

Knowing nothing that belongs to this life

With a blank mind

As you leap into the air

Lift back your head

Pull out your tongue

Taste the rain

Fall back into the arms of the world

Suddenly, ascending back into that canvas

That canvas with the masterpiece

The artist

Being the Lord our God

Let go

And let yourself fall into the heavens

And never come back