Quicksand in Heaven

Quicksand in Heaven
By: Jon
August 2005


Standing still, my Feet rested in the sand
The weight of my body pulls me down,
Sinking me as the hours turn and the sun moves above
I must shift, I must try to stir
I don’t want to sink; I want to hold your hand

The landscape captivates my sight
Its magnificent pallid sand covers the shore
The sky, the ocean, grandly cerulean
The foliage dances and moves with the breeze
I marvel at this majestic spectacle

There you are standing at the backdrop
Ever so beautiful, ever so adorable, wearing that white gown
A face of an angel is what I see
You exude love and nurture¸ you make me calm
Please let me embrace you one last time

You smile, you seem very happy
I can see you’re content and pleased
You love this place;
It gives you peace and serenity
Take me with you; let me have what you have

I cannot move, I am frozen in this searing place
I want to reach you, you’re just so near
Why can’t you see me? Why can’t you take a glance?
Please help me stop the sinking
Help me; I need you to help me

Do not go! Do not leave!
Its okay, let me just look
If I can’t hold you, I am fine looking at you
Don’t disappear at my sight,
Don’t make me sad

I don’t want to sink
I don’t want to wake up
I want to be in that place where you are
I want to spend eternity with you there
Lord, take me where she is now…