[ WP ] And in this last moment of clarity ...

The Mind left and became clouds and the blessed feeling that all bodies of water must feel. I could feel the soul coursing through my veins; the soul of the veins themselves; the soul of the bedspread and the touch of lover; the soul of the room and the grass remembered vividly. I felt God in all things that were, was reminded I am God—everyone knows and needs reminders and now I knew. 
 
 The sadness I ’ d felt since adolescence; the sadness that was with me following beat down school days and days in the garden playing with rocks and Greggy; the sadness with me throughout the great and the down-low; the sadness with me on first of every season—the sadness was one with me and I no longer felt its being. 
 
 I flashed from first kiss to First Kiss and what I know was last kiss. I flashed from moment to moment; not remembering but present and glad to have been there once again with friends lovers and holy peers who I would never meet. 
 
 Blessed blood coursing through me; the muscles happy; Mind rather indifferent but supposedly happy if it had to choose. Spinning ceiling fan above was the essence of life and I loved it. Nausea ensued and I looked straight down, eyes closed, feeling what I thought was holiness and wishing it away; wishing it to no longer course through me and wanting what was normal and hoping to return but knowing its impossibilities! I wanted to return to seriousness and sweet bored Sunday afternoon. 
 
 I opened my eyes to defined shadows and the overhead light switched on. They all rushed toward me with frowning smiles and crinkled faces. I knew what it was and wished to grab on and stay, but it was better than it had been. 
 
 And in this sudden moment of clarity, as the drudged, slow sobriety sets in, and my hands are held by Dar and Lisa, and Tommy and Robin stand by my feet, and the machines are running in the drab white room, I am there.
