The Son rises, fills us with fire and cast new light into the shadows. Dreams that were once monstrous and glooming, now burst and fly away on the wind. Standing strong with purpose are eyes settle and capture new dreams. Dreams of the future that are as fragile as the flight of a butterfly.
Running, running, running can’t stop. Falling, falling, falling out of control. Rising to fight and falling down…facing fears and failing. The void rises to swallow the flame, the life of the faithful….but is the faithful alone?
In a crazy world that is hustling, bustling and running around like zombie crazed gnomes. One must take the time to see, What we are doing, Why we are doing it, and WHO we are doing it for. If you do this you will find that life is full of things that are…..AW+SUM like a math problem