I searched in the highs and lows,
I’m drenched to my back and brows.
I got to the ends of Earth,
And all I got was earth.
I traced my way back home,
Hoping to be alone.
And there he was;
Standing in a corner of Mayfair,
Where the silence was all there were.
All by himself, smoking his last cigarette.
On the same spot where we last met.
I said, “Where have you been?”
He said, “Ask me anything”
Angered I asked;
Where were you when my world fell apart?
When my days were bloodier than a broken heart.
You left me, lost and insecure,
In a world, dark and so impure.
Why did you leave me all alone,
To find my way on my own?
He smiled and said;
I’d never leave you if I wasn’t sure,
That every trial given was your measure.
That through your blood-shot eyes,
You’d still see the cloudless skies;
If I wasn’t certain that your wealth and troves
Would not surpass all your heart loves.
I blink to hide my tears;
He looked to me and said,
I love you son, your debts I have paid.
All I ask in return,
Love me true through every turn.
With this he kissed my forehead.
I opened my eyes and the silence held.
Again, he left me on my own,
Only now, I would never be alone.
And thus my encounter with God.