Fleeting

As transient and fragile as a cut flower, our lives fade out among all the other dying stars in the universe in the blink of an eye, fleeting and brief. Achingly beautiful in our shining moment, only to wither to dust, forgotten to all but the angels.

Far calm shore

It’s never too late To bridge the distance between Fear and confidence Step out of harsh light Into the soothing coolness Muted and serene No dusky shadows Warm rays filtered unhindered Points of light fan out Ushering your path Across deep and choked water To the far calm shore