Unsettled Calm
Unsettled Calm
Why am I writing this,
when they say...
really no one cares?
I don't believe they are right.
The more "they" try to prove themselves,
the more "they" show who they really are,
and their true intentions.
"No one." is out there. Just like me.
Wondering if there is anyone left,
that is still trying to make things
different than they are?
"No one" has not given up.
They are simply feeling alone.
Altogether we are empty,
but as one we are full.
The object lesson is to wake up
and live the time that is passing.
Not just pass through.
Tiny hearts,
courageous, brave souls...
the remnant of the whole,
left behind to remind
others about the coming...
of the Lord
on that day "we" will pray,
thanksgiving at last.
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