like the winds push
sunlight
through the leaves.
Sifting dust through
the lanes,
parched hope flickers.
I was looking for you,
you found me.
I finally drank pain
and learned to breathe,
did you know you'd
leave already?
There is no end, no
beginning
seasons and age come
with no inheritance,
only sprinkled visions
of mortal needs.
I am on my way to
believing,
there is life after
death, after You. Me. Us. All.
And that's all I need
to know.
Just reinstating, in
case you
ever read my words carefully.
ever read my words carefully.
We kill time, as time
kills us.
But we're never there,
yet never too far.