Poem

Last night.  When they stopped, the sizzling ended.  Body still.  It felt like…  A cathedral in the morning.  Dust motes filled with light.  Glowing red stained glass windows.  Towering arches.   Green marble columns.  Carved with mermaids at the top spreading their two tails.   Ancient,  not seen from so far below.   That quiet.  Saints in mosaics staring down in the silence.   Resting…flesh, blood and bone.   Oh glory.   Wonder of wonders.   Existing in peace.   No shaking from electricity.  So blessed still.   Wept.   Thanked God.   Then began… Waiting.  Wondering.   Changing of troops?   See them walking.  Across the street.  To sleep?   Up the hill.  To lay beside a lover,  a spouse?  Rising early, eating breakfast, kissing children, feeling great.  Ready to torture again.   Or is it just a bathroom break?   An all-nighter?   It is after all a job.   Living next door?   Saying hello, waving.   Down the block.   Maybe once friends…   Homes side by side.  Acquaintances.   Or houses separated by acres.  Strangers?  Or living separated by inches behind apartment walls.   People beside each other in structures aiming electricity.   Several.   Many.  Hundreds?   Against one?   Against the thinking ones.   Who are truthful.  Writing what they know.   So gangs of stalkers relieve them of their energy.  For standing up.

Where is God?  God is here!  What cowards do to one, they do to the universe.   Soul  untouchable.   God.  Is everywhere.  All at once.  Everything God created.  Nothing can touch God!   Stillness.

Thank you God for everything exactly the way it is today.  Thank you God for bringing the Network into the light for justice and for bringing the Network down to conquer them.  So be it.  Amen.