Out Of The Grave Poem by K J

Left alone in the thickening dark
Upon my body lies softly your mark
Above my head is the dimmest of lights
Trapped in a well for uncountable nights
From far away, I hear a dim song
Promising me I'll be free before long
Telling me of a tunnel in the stone
Which, upon it, my senses could not hone
Feeling around I soon found the dark path
To follow it through, I would face your God's wrath
I enter and feel the slow steady water
Soft and quick steps won't allow me to falter
When I brake through, breathing air that you gave
I find I just dug myself out of my grave