everything we have in life then what is always missing why each dream only beautiful till we achieve it knowing god is here within our souls.. why do we feel inadequate incomplete..
silently he sits there enjoying the roller coaster ride in every heart the vast sea collapsing into myriad drops thirsting to soak the human touch playing hide and seek with minds in wide eyed fascination he tugs and beats to a divine Morse code..
every eye holds a weary glimpse.. every eye needs to look away.. clutching at spiritual assurance we try to make sense of life..
no one knows if God exists.. still our faith is strong.. and our disillusionment.. why would it be any different for another human being.. it's not the 'other' person who changes.. its our heart.. our faith and our love that suffers at the hand of our own demons.. for love and faith in oneself is the only true answer.. the rest all gift-wrapping..
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