There’s too much in a mind.
Too many thoughts that can not be verbalized.
A long path through a misty hill,
Tall grass, and fireflies, a natural light
and we walk for days.
For hours all we see is the dim light of a rising sun
and there are the eyes of a friend.
The burning hope in a Savior.
A long walk and we break through the dense mist
to see a forever in this temporary mess.
To listen to a sweet sound, and view eternity.