The Grave Of Blind Willie Johnson Poem by Patrick Fleskes

'Dark was the night',

'Cold was the ground',

Black was the vision,

White was the dream,

The dream, God and his holy kingdom,

With no earthly desire attached,

'cept the gates,

No atoms to praise,

No chemicals to react,

No opinions,

Nor thought,

'Dark was the night',

'Cold was the ground',

The night,

That night they laid me down,

Deep into the dirt,

Home,

I'm-a-comin' home.