Father awe
in all...

Your creation is
groaning.

Come Light
Shine.. Amen.

Tonight... hearts are breaking and dying...
And tonight... hearts are being restored and born anew.
This is the endless cycle we go through...
with dormant eras of numbness and locked doors...
and hopeful changes with all sensation and welcoming.
But most often times when love is dying...
O' how we seek and yearn for that love that never fails...
never ends...
...that love...
is of the rarest of finds in this life.
So I can only hope that death will bring us all to such eternal Love...
...and I hope we are all ready to receive it.


-Just some writings of old.