It is the darkest of nights. As though the universe
were an endlessness bereft of all of its stars and planets. On a hilltop he
stands naked, nothing to hide himself with. Slowly he stands astride raising
outstretched arms, takes a deep breath, opens his mouth, and from the depths of
his lungs screams HELP!
At another time in a small square room—floor, walls,
ceiling thickly padded no discernible openings, absent of any light, the
blackness surrounding him like a smothering blanket—again the cry HELP!
A blazing sun scorches the desert plain blinding the
drop off the edge of space. Visions of the climax scene from an old movie where
the protagonist speeds the car over the cliff. Could he will this kind of an
ending? Would he be brave enough to follow through and end it all? Or would he
chicken out before he accelerated the gas pedal, or maybe go over the cliff
before he could change his confused mind? That perhaps a stroke of good
fortune—speeding away to the end screaming HELP!
He has arrived at NOW. The same hilltop but the
universe enveloping it is a deep midnight blue with stars sparkling like
diamonds scattered forever. He stands up tall and steady, still naked to his
world and yet clothed with a garment of gratitude and love for the NOW that has
brought him so very many beautiful friendships and blessings.
HELP is here NOW!
©19 Sep 2016
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