Woven Worlds

I walk the last mile. I don’t know when the destined call will come to go to God’s heavenly realm. As my eyes close every night, I dedicate my devout flowers and my dedicated twilight hours to Him. When I wake up, I thank Him for the gracious gift of another new sunny day… the dark path in light fixed destination ordained obscure last abode contoured divine bay of bliss disappeared footprints behind