Into I Drifted

How farther from the Kingdom can You be,
My Father?
If we greet on one level when we meet...AGAIN!
I'm told that YOUR glow is tremendously bright,
Yet soft and exciting!
How will I know
Its the 'Me' You're inviting?
If Your radiance blinds my sight.
How will I know it is You that bestows it?

'Look around, son!
Do you recognize anything here that looks familiar?
Other than family, friends and their happy glowing faces?
Anything at all.
Okay...time's up! '

Father! It's too magnificent!
I couldn't...
It wouldn't be fair to waste time like that!

'And since you have none of it left...
This my son,
Is Kingdom Come! ...and, (He's going to survive?)
And...er...and, uh...Let it be known I have spoken! '

He shakes me up with this stuff!
From faith to dream in illusions.
Delusional sometimes I get...
When I first wake up,
From a deep sleep into I drifted!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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