Caught In My Web
This is one of my favorite poems ever. The meaning behind it is enough to give me strengh in times of weakness.
This was written by one of my best friends in 97/98….......So this is for you Becca!
I’m caught in my own web.
The web of my weakness, my difficulties and my sufferings. The place in my mind where no one has ventured.
Something hits me hard in the head and I fall to the ground.
when I awake I feel tingly, I slowly try to get up, but my head feels as if it will split open,
I fall back down.
A glowing hand hovers in front of my face, I take it and again gradually stand up.
I pain no more as if it was drained from me into him.
My mother once said that if Jesus could…he’d feel the pain for all humanity
(could this be Jesus?)
I stand in front of this being and stare, his mouth starts to move but no words come to my ears.
Suddenly words upon words are pouring into my mind(too fast to understand) then it clearly says,”The spirits of mankind are combined into one fragile body, in need of strength and love. All of the peace and poverty of the world are contained in this vessel. The voice of this ornament of truth is as clear as a bell and speaks with great meaning. This is God, many worship him and many despise him also. He is a big influence on many peoples lives and he is considered a saint.”
I pause for a momentand so does the voice.
“Yes it is” that is my voice.
All of a sudden I feel faint and fall into a slumber.When I wake I am on a soft bed of roses.
I feel a prick in my back and try to move my arms, but they are chained to my sides.
The pain stretches through my body like a drop of ink into a puddle of water. My eyes slowly flutter open, I look about.
It looks like crystals, but in thin white strands glistening, glistening in the sun.
I’m in a web , I sigh.
A real Spiders web.
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