You Can't Imagine

This was written in April 2005 for a friend in prison with whom I was corresponding.

You can’t imagine how much God loves you.
Imagine you weren’t able to imagine.
Then imagine Someone trying to teach you what imagining was.
How could you understand what it was like to imagine without imagining?
You can’t imagine.

You can’t imagine what it feels like
To be powerless, vulnerable, and violated.
Imagine you were able to imagine it—
Who taught you?
If you really remembered all that they taught you,
It would be happening to you again.

You can’t imagine how frightening it is
To meet God face to face.
Imagine living your life alone in a dark room
And then being exposed to the Brightest
Of all possible lights.
Even infinite Love could destroy me!

You can’t imagine what it would be
To dissolve in infinite Love
Imagine such Love letting you go!
It wouldn’t imagine.
How could It bear the pain?
Never again . . .

And after the Searing New Awareness arrives,
Imagine the blessing of Sight and Warmth!
With your final ounce stop running and turn
Into the Hot White Truth,
And learn the Last Great Imagining.