Wake me up.

In my weakened state I stumbled upon slumber;
in sleep I was met by no one, and in my dreams I sat alone.
As sweat from the heat of piled blankets formed on my brow
my heart in frost lay still in silence.
The cracked white plain stretched endlessly before me,
the air moved for nothing and the grey sheet of clouds gently poured over the horizon.
In sombre reverence I lifted my palm to the clouds;
in defiance it rose, in respect it stayed.
My eyes, ever fixed on the clouds trickling over the edge of the plain,
they attached themselves to one beautiful passing form after another,
each radiant backlit by the sunset, fading as they approached,
each more perfect than the one before, turning more sour than the first when fading to reality.

My left hand would rise to caress each form as they floated by,
feeling what radiance I had first seen, and dismissing it as soon as another form came into view.
My eyes remaining obdurate, they moved only to glance up to the heavens
when in their grace the clouds would lend the upturned right palm a splash of sustenance.
Murmuring in meek gratefulness, my eyes would thank the sky and
in knowing sadness return their focus to the deceit of shining and fading forms.
Looking nowhere, my eyes longed to see past the forms,
to see the true light that lent the forms its radiance; its mystery paramount.
Ever fixed on the clouds trickling over the edge of the plain,
they attached themselves to one beautiful passing form after another;
sin had become in its most innocent essence their focus,
yet in its most primal drive it further deceived them into oblivion.

Is this my life?
Someone wake me up.
Tear my eyes from the sin of deceit,
throw them toward the sky and let it pour its life into my veins and
into the gasping pallor of the cracked earth.

Show me there is life and I'll show you there is love.
Show me there is purpose and I'll show you there is beauty.
Show me there is sagacity and I'll show you there is simplicity.
Show me you are real and

my eyes will be ever fixed to your radiance,
my lips will pause to gently taste your glowing silken brilliance,
my right palm will stretch up to the sky in youthful longing to feel the abundance of the rain, and
my left arm will forever hold you, caress you, and protect you as
my legs extend and I stand from this wretched ledge to walk into eternity with you.

Wake me up.