Walking along the gravel road
Uphill
And hot
Came to a canyon
It blinked dark
The sky turned low and I was sliding
Down
Tumbling
Towards the black
Small rocks scraped
My hands
My legs
To the edge now
Wobbling vertigo
Peering down
And in.
Inky
Black
So devoid of light that it sucked the air out of my lungs.
I cried out to God
Where are you, dammit!
A strange prayer
But I felt such anger
At the deity
Who is supposed to protect me.
That’s when I saw them
In the distance of space
That I called the canyon
Stars
By the millions
And finally
I saw God.
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