for your entrance now;
the dark descended full,
the flames of our past agonies
toss sparks of possibility
into futures yet unknown,
and still we wait -- breathless,
seated now,
having bought and handed in
our tickets --
we grip each others hands
in anticipation:
what new act,
startling in its ingenuity
will hurl itself from the balcony of stars
and into our hearts?
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1 comment:
He paid for our tickets with His life..
can we offer back any less than our lives?
htat we would lose ourselves for Him and His Kingdom cause.
This is beautiful work!
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