She Is Gone
She is gone!!
Time passes slowly in my meaningless, empty world.
I succumb to the exhausting fog of depression.
The walls close in on me as I lay curled
into a fetal position. Looking dead with my pale complexion.
She is gone!!
I am unable to move. I cannot face the light of day.
I can neither eat nor sleep. My body plagued with rigor.
They have found me . I wish they would leave me alone I pray.
My physical body has shriveled. it has lost its vim & vigor.
She is gone!!
My mind is as dark as the soul of Satan.
No light shines in. I am closed as tight as a clam.
They try to awaken me with the smell of bacon.
But, I don’t respond to the smell of eggs nor ham.
She is gone!!
Soon, I imagine, I will be following her.
I have no desire to remain on this cruel earth.
Then, somehow , a new thought occurs.
Exactly where did she go? What is it worth?
She is gone!!
Maybe she went in the wrong direction?
it suddenly didn’t seem worth dying to find out.
Will she be in the resurrection?
I need to find out what it’s all about.
She is gone!!
But, I am not leaving here yet.
The Lord has work for me.
I pray I will see her. I have my mind set.
Until then, the Lord is all I see.
She is gone!!
Others ask how I can cope with it so well?
I say “she stepped into tomorrow & awaits there.
I leave it all in the Lord’s hands to tell.
In the meantime, I walk with my cross to bear.”
——————————————————R. W. Johnson—–(2013)