My quest leads me to a place of dissent
My heart is broken my laughter spent
I am dancing underneath the stars searching for Pluto & Mars
I wear a mask to hide the pain
Then the sky begins to drop the rain
The seagulls come in silver light
Their message to make it through the night.
To be strong and courageous too
Keep my thoughts off of you
Looking at the beautiful bridge
Remembering my time at Three Arrows Ridge.
A place we all long to go when sorrow and pain is all we know.
Broken dreams and broken souls.
Healing is often a heavy toll.
Believing in the one last thing, the only one to rise and reign.
A savior who has always been there. I sit in silence a simple little prayer.
Much Love 💜 Much Life
Very nice! Yes healing is difficult. Christ will help you.