/lit/ - Literature

I'm pretty sure there isn't a critique thread up.
Let's get it /lit/

>For your own sake, make sure you somehow prove your authorship before you post anything.
I sent an email to myself with my word document and I posted it all on Medium. (Those are some suggestions)

Here's my latest thing:

Adoration

O God, O God, O God. Yes, I reflect you. I do. I come free and you are encased in front, still in silence and shape. I see you with eyes closed. I feel you while hands are folded in prayer. I am bigger than you as you stand upon and ahead of your mother, above your ark with two angels angled towards your grand stature. My eyes see a darker black in the evening of my sight. The noise has left. I think nothing and I move nothing. I am in silence. Forwardly, I forget Gaia, forget Apollo. I forget the shutting of my mortal eyes, for there I am somewhere else.

Margot was by me late last night along with Orion. I was to be in her company and I delivered her a gift. As she came outside into the bleakness of the cold night, I gave her the bag, but immediately told her to put it down. Say nothing and nothing was said. Blank was where we were, there in the sky, in the air, in my ears. We looked up with yearning eyes towards the firmament, but unwanted, welcomed stars came. There was only silence and stars of darkness filling the void of sound. Seven seconds of hearing no noise was all. No bother came and I did not want to leave that silence.

O God, I trail back. Yes, I kneel in ever growing darkness of my eyes among the Divine light illuming the kingdom of Heaven above and illuming where I am low. Darkness was great inside my left as was the same outside my right. And deepening in my vision in front of you was darkness. Nothing I hear. Gaia, she is silent. I am obedient. God speaks passively and I adore thee.