here today, gone tomorrow,
nothing in life or in death
can separate us
from the love
of God
Bittersweet
questioning logic
sound in belief
over and over again
finding myself
caught in-between
Bittersweet
a word or a phrase
naught be found
over and over again
hushed, as if,
forefinger to my lips
Bittersweet
heart beating rhythmically
double time, warmth consuming
over and over again
all thy burdens
cast upon Him...
