Let it Come

Shattered.
Thousands of pieces of glass
exploding in random directions
all at once.
 
Raining back down to Earth
with a deafening roar. 
Littering the ground
like a minefield.

 

Feeling like I swallowed the shards. 
Waves of shock and disbelief.
Body and mind separated. 
Afraid to move in any direction.
Paralyzed.

 

Lifelines dangling above my head.
Grasping at one and then another.
Trying to pull myself up.
Slipping, stumbling, flailing, falling

Just stop and pray.

Let it come.
God is with me.