My conduit

A poem about longing for connection to love and life

My conduit

I saw you in the wilderness

Your disguise revealed you

In the barren waste

In a land starved for water

You hid in plain sight

Strange yet known

My soul recognized you

Though you clothed yourself

In primitive clothing

I saw your glory

Must I live out my days

Waiting to see you?

Waiting to hear your voice

Hoping that the disguise

Will fall in tatters at my feet?

The sky is charged and electric

clouds ferment in the heat

A lightning strike waits

For the moment

When it will touch the earth

The fury of the heavens

Reaches down and surges

Through my hopelessness

Through my despair

I look up and see your tears

Hold me in your heaven

Rapture me into your grief

Reach down and pull me up

Out of this wilderness

My conduit of life