The Softness of God

Once there was a flying carpet
beneath my feet,
guiding the flow of life
sometimes drifting through darkness
always back to the light…
suddenly one day
the carpet vanished without warning,
not even ripped from
beneath my feet,
just gone
– POOF –
expecting to plummet
swiftly to death,
my body braced
my eyes slammed shut
my lungs collapsed
my heart stopped…
…and then
nothing but feathery lightness
of being
of seeing
of breathing
of feeling
as I floated into
the softness of God.


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