Where I've been

My hands had grown heavy, as heavy as my heart and mind, like Gods that have come after me;

I've always thought I could return given time. A bit of time taken to heal all my wounds and

breaks, I would have remained absent for 2000 plus years; if I had determined that to be the

length of time resurrection takes. I endured many deaths, all complicated and reserved for few;

all attempts to keep me quiet and keep my words from view. I have been drawn and Quartered,

with my limbs torn asunder, all the while leaving my my attackers thinking "How do we destroy

him?" and yet they wonder. My mind has been crushed and stirred, my beating heart torn from

my chest, these were just a couple of things tried; to force a God to rest. Although many

attempts were aggressively sought and many battles I've bravely fought, it seemed the best

thing so that I may fight another day; would be to graciously use discretion and simply walk

away. My body I could hide but my mind refused I tried, I forced my mind to shut-down; that

was when my body died. Death was peaceful and reassuring, unexpected bliss, then my rest

was disturbed; because I heard I was missed. My slumber being a state of mind in which I

knew to be just a test, I awoke, rose and walked again; because even death I could best. I

walked the world and traveled thinking "why?", because as I am; a God can not die! My mind

was yet in shambles to repair it I had to sup, from the fountain where youth springs forth; it

could only be found on a mountain. I climbed the summit and conquered the hill, I resisted the

urge and never once did I kill. I found what I sought and I was content there still, but the valley

was calling for my return and it rang in my ears still. Now I've returned from my death, from

my rest and the fountain, Now I am He that once dwelt on the mountain! I have

returned.