The Mist Poem by louis rams

it was a mist
a cloud coming down from the sky.
touching the earth, and you and i.

it enters your body through
the top of your head.
touching your mind, your heart, your soul
and you see all of life begin to unfold.

my mind became like a sponge
absorbing all that i heard and saw.
and i knew 'that day' changed my life forever more.

i saw SAINT LAZARUS limping down the street
and all the animals at his feet.
i saw JOHN THE BAPTIST at a watering hole
saving all sinners, and touching their souls.

i saw BARABBAS watching CHRIST carry the cross
and his heart in complete remorse.
wondering why they chose him to live
and CHRIST to die, and he was
being taken before his time.

all these things were shown so that i could see
life unfolding before me.
we don't need a bolt of lightning
to open up our minds
just search your souls, and you will find.

all that GOD has given to us
if in him we put our trust.
now my mind is clear as can be
for that 'mist' has set me free.