The stained glass was dark and dirty
But the hand reaching for mine was soft and clean
I reached forward my pointer
and the hand followed mine,
Flawless.
The smell around me was musky and harsh;
the ground below me is sand.
As breath came into my nostrils
And my hearing became clear
I realized who I was
And what I am.
The Voice was strong
and Loud
Almost as thunder
in the dark sky
He spoke to me
Like no one else had
With love and mercy
He told me my name
And to always worship him
To go around the garden
and name every creature
Wolfs, zebra, jellyfish, and shark
Panda, money and lions, too
He looked at me with understanding
and called me His son.
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