Rationally obsessed we are yet we falter not;
our footsteps sure as our path lies all around us, yet not clear.
Our hours are haunted by blurry visions fluttering all around us;
the moments come and go.
The heaviness of our hearts is unveiled;
by those travelers who are passers bye.
We ask to be favored by the Lord;
and that His Love Grace us.
We seek to know two things;
and two things only.
One is His secret to His Joy;
and the second secret is His Hand in ours.
All impressions posted herein, denoted and summarized were soul impacted from subjective sources and were then mentally registered, organized, recorded, and brain conceptualized, and given contextual composition language. All interpretations of the impression sources herein are the responsibility of the recorder/composer – H.Z.