Irony of Faith in Heaven
Irony of Faith in Heaven Darkness pressing down, pressuring the receding light faith has gone away; no more will to fight. Of what is inevitable, why does the inevitable value death? How can that value uphold, when all fear the final breath? Bones to ashes in the face of life's passion, unjustly, too often the beautiful end in the worst fashion. It is but life's renowned way to frequently put things in disarray. Of angel eyes and eternal light and sincere peace death does not promise in the... Sign in to see full entry.