Insignificant

As I walked towards what I thought was a dry lake bed, I froze as I dropped the glass

The seconds were counted by the beat of my heart, the crash startled the birds, the wind from their wings was felt on my tender skin

I stood frozen in two worlds; in front of a lake that once was, the coolness of the moisture seeping underneath my parched feet and the quench of thirst

Each step would require grief to consume me. The shards of glass would reignite memories of you, as I walked towards the grail in search of something greater than me

As I turned away, I lifted my arm to protect me from your blinding light

My insignificance became daunting; I closed my eyes and hoped for a moment of being wanted

Did I drink the poison or was it always there; the broken glass, the drought, the malaise

As I lifted myself off of what used to be an oasis, now stood as a wasteland

As I opened my eyes, you were holding me, touching me, and with the most gentle strokes you were pulling the glass from by feet

You leaned over and whispered what sounded like a melody, as you told me you would be there until every wound was healed

I knew then, you would be there forever

Carl Meadows

December 23, 2014