Operation, Rapture Poem by James Darwin Smith II

Meridian state
For a moment
Of a surging euphoria



Tranquility reached
Presence unknown
Feeling something
Around, All around
Mystery, Enigma
Relaxed, Wondering
Why these feelings came through?


Floating, Floating
Spirit all around
Loving, Accepting
Empathetic and sincere
Yet, what are these feelings for?
Somehow, someway being so loved
What is going on?
I can feel such a strong presence here


Perhaps I should just go with it
The origin may be somehow already known
Towards this ecstasy
The natural tendencies
Of something or another
Making sure things are safe


Upon this resting
At this moment not restlessness
Relaxing, Feeling at ease
What is the cause of this?
Not use to these feelings of love
Wherever they may be coming from


Instincts of passion
Heart murmuring exemplified release
May the night guide me to a dream have sleep



No ugliness felt
Sprit being seen
Skin only a vessel
As the soul
Is true source
Of one's own solemn desire
In strides, marked on a heart shaped stone's
Brand new arrival



Meridian state
No worries at this time
Perhaps this is a message
But what am I going to find?
What is the code?
What is the design?


Please do not go
Make this energy eternal
So I can finally relax
Safe and secure



What was this? If only I wish I knew!

Looking again for the healing energies
For a loving tomorrow

Unknown origins,
If only time stood still
When it needed to be frozen

Has this heavenly bed
Finally been made?
By some entity
That finally notices me?

What will happen next time?
Will there be a next time?
Hopefully everything will finally be revealed

Was this all just my own imagination?
Then why did everything feel so real?


I guess that is for time to truly know
After everything finally shuts down
And everything tries getting away

But here I am
Standing taller than I have ever stood before


Heal me; I never want to be healed alone
Operation rapture,
Make me feel like I have never felt before


Is there any value amongst my soul?
The flesh should never hold value
For it is who I am truly not


Operation, rapture please help me grow, I am never too old
Awaiting these dreams to unfold
What will be next, hope or despair?
I suppose that is for fate to only truly get to know


Operation, rapture
Are you ready to go?
Fly beyond any higher calculation
What is the true next continuum?
Take me where I need to go

The presence is not enough
I dearly want so much more


Operation, Rapture, please take me home
In joy of living life complete
Without ever feeling alone


Where are you now?
It is now time to go!


Everywhere where there is to roam
What is next my passion, my love?


I guess time will only know for sure. I guess so…