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 Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 9:58 pm
I'm going to post this in five parts as it's pretty long. It starts off pretty dark and emo, but it gets better, trust me. Well, here goes...
A TERROR IN SWEET DREAM
I: Nightmare
Haunting, horrid,
like a deafening scream,
yet quieter than pure silence,
it shakes my body
in deep sleep
while I am unable to move,
unable to cry.
It is the blackest of apparitions,
most deceitful of spirits
that ravages my unconscious
with savage claws
and strips away my conscience,
replacing it with fear.
Moaning a hideous noise,
as it chases me in the night,
buy my legs will not run,
so I swim through the air
like a desperate drowning child.
Around me grow distorted places,
frightening figures,
like solid, feel-able ghosts
that glare in disgust,
or see through my physical self,
I cannot tell.
But they merely observe
or are inattentive
and I swim past them
in what haste I can,
escaping from the terror
of hot pursuit.
The streets become narrow,
barren and desolate,
and I feel as though I’m trudging
through a mass of sludge,
slow and awkward,
and the creature of evil,
gnashing its fearsome teeth,
gains ground,
upon me
as I reach a dead end.
I feel its claws
dig deeply into my flesh
with astounding pressure,
but no pain.
Then I awake.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 9:59 pm
II: In the Stillness of the Night
Frozen, still,
I lie on my back
like a stunned mouse
caught in a mousetrap,
almost dead,
gasping for air
in the stillness of the night.
I am petrified
as my heart beats rapidly,
running a race on its own,
and my eyes,
tired and awake,
stare into the deep shadow
of the ceiling.
Hot and sweaty
from a lack of physical movement,
I roll out of bed,
grab my Bible,
and stagger,
almost subconsciously,
almost blacking out,
to the living room,
and let my weight fall
onto the couch
like the heavy downpour
of a huge waterfall
upon a weak, mossy ground.
Breathing in, breathing out,
I recall that treacherous thing
while struggling,
struggling to keep my eyes open
in the wee hours of the night.
It haunts my thought
in growing fear
and twists my mind
into pain and sorrow
and an inescapable burden,
as I slowly open the Book
with trembling hands.
Then I read.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 10:00 pm
III: “For You Shall Not Fear”
“ O you afflicted one,
Tossed with tempest,
and not comforted,
Behold, I will lay your stones
with colourful gems,
And Lay your foundations
with sapphires.
I will make your pinnacles of rubies,
Your gates of crystal,
And all your walls of precious stones.
All your children
shall be taught by the LORD,
And great shall be the peace
of your children.
In righteousness
you shall be established;
You shall be far from oppression
for you shall not fear;
And from terror,
for it shall not come near you.”
Then I pray.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 10:01 pm
IV: A Marital Baptism
Oh wondrous Father,
creator of heaven and earth,
I have fallen
like a desolate shooting star
from myself,
from my security,
into grotesque sin,
that perilous realm
of deceit.
Thus do I repent,
turning from this evil,
this tumult of distrust,
climbing the thick wall
of sin.
Let me grasp Your hand,
be free of the cobra
that strikes my heel
to swallow my whole,
so that I am ever fallen
from grace.
Let Your wings encompass me,
protect me,
cleanse my soul
in dazzling array,
a marital baptism.
Take me to the green fields,
the still waters,
a place of refuge and peace,
so that I may serve You
and worship You
always.
Amen.
Then I sleep.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 10:02 pm
V: Oblivious, Eternal Dream
Cleansed, a warrior of grace,
my eyes rest in dream,
weary of the tiresome event
of a fallen, desperate soul,
now free and restful.
But out from the shadows
in frightening appearance
comes the terror,
confident and cunning,
sinister and sly.
Though I shall not fear,
nor be shaken,
for the LORD,
in all His mercy and tenderness,
strengthens my spirit,
and I am full of Him
Who is in me.
Begone, fowl monster,
away from me,
for the LORD is my comfort,
yes He is my shield,
like a lion roaring,
like the thunder booming
and the lightening crashing!
Thus is leaves,
frightened, terrified,
from the authority of my mouth,
the words from my lips,
that are the LORD’s,
fleeing into the shadows
in great haste.
And I am relaxed and well,
warm in my bed,
and asleep
to the sound of sweet silence,
dreaming of a realm of nature,
of beauty, joy, serenity,
a sanctimonious haven,
of oblivious, eternal dream.
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Posted: Thu Oct 22, 2009 10:23 pm
Only one thought comes to my head at first: WOW!
I absolutely love this! It's so true to how a lot of people think.
I love how it's a story too.
I totally feel this way, like I am trapped by fear and chaos, stuck in that dream that seems to be haunting. It's a great telling of howe we can ask the Lord for peace and serenity and how quickly we can get it.
All I have to say is that that is amazing!!
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 5:02 pm
This was actually a nightmare that I had a few days ago. The events that happened are real. That Bible verse in part III is from Isaiah 54:11-14 (NKJV).
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Posted: Fri Oct 23, 2009 6:18 pm
Oh wow!
I am so glad God gave you that peace! smile
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