to a friend

There is a field covered with yellow flowers. You stand in the middle of this field, dressed in your suit. I see you smiling. Do you long for heaven? I do as well. We will meet again - in glory, in splendor. until we meet again..

like a dream

today, my grandpa went into a coma. i remember the last time i visited him: i was trying to get him to eat, and in the middle of his meal, he began to cry. i tried to comfort him, but eventually gave in to his pleas of "go, go". why did i leave him? because in the end, i can cry for him and pray for him, but i can't ease his sorrow. because in the end, we are a people with broken hearts. for him, heaven is so near. the time for his restoration draws closer, and i know that he desires to be with his Savior. oh, but how i miss his smile. how i miss taking him out to eat at his favorite japanese restaurant. i want to rewind and savor those moments. time is so deceptive, why do i yearn for these moments only when it's too late?

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we sing. in and out, our voices rise with longing. i'll miss this. i'll miss praising God with you.

So i'll stand, with arms high and heart abandoned
In awe of the One who gave it all
I'll stand, my soul Lord to You surrendered
All I am is Yours

gameover

i am there
lost in a vision
unable to decipher
the
fire that burns me
from the page that writes me
-sw

where do all the echoes go?
they never do disappear.

i got a job at a garden center and it's nice being around so many living, thriving, vibrant plants and flowers.
i smell like sweat & wild strawberries.
i don't mind.