Fate beckons from the shadows
Longest and shortest moments
Crowd hope from your soul,
Any glimmers,
pieces of rational 
are pulled away
by scrabbling mind fingers 
Plucking life threads
killing possibilities 
And unrealised dreams 
float wispy away,
Intensifying darkness
creeps the corridors 
of your creations,
Unreal space replaces 
Reality,
Your world shrinks past 
family, friends, co-workers 
into increased isolation,
paused person pain,
spiralling self shutdown,
Even as these words 
Resonate, vibrate deep in you 
it all seems shadows of
Someone else 
a different diversion of you.

Where is the voice 
that can call you by 
a deeper name
Calling you 
up to another level 
Calling
smiles on your soul
Calling a
welcome to the glory
of God’s presence?

Starting Thoughts: Why do we crave attention and often withdraw from connection? How do we shutdown from others and ourselves into a world often of our own creation powered by our choices? Who really sees us, knows us by name?
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