The Lightning

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic

Trauma in life takes you to a place we’re afraid the leave cause the journey is scarier than the destination

The Lightning

Wandering in the meadows of my life it struck me. Some might talk of the white hot flash searing through them, tearing what’s inside in two but leaving the outside whole. Or the complete feeling of helplessness as it takes you, jarring you from your place and peace. But what I remember more than anything, was after. How in that moment I had touched the hand of god, How she blessed me in the baptism of herself. How I made her feel that made me feel like I could hold the wind. But I recall after more than anything how naked and flush I felt. Surviving it was the horror. when something so powerful takes hold and you know it should end you, but doesn’t. Just leaves you helpless and wondering.
Now I hold my rod to the sky searching and yet knowing it won’t be the same. In hazy meadows surrounded by others with thier rods heavenward, vainly hoping that the thunder will be their harbinger of release, that I can catch it once more and let it be my farewell to this strange place. But I know it won’t come if I seek it, it will not strike me if I beg it, and it will not take me if I curse it. The mist begins to rise in the foggy grass and I think I should andoned my rod and walk on praying that the glass it shaped in my heart is strong enough to take me to my end.


Submitted: March 15, 2021

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