"Where will you be for me?" ~Eternity |
| Eternity howls deafening his thoughts. The everlasting life beyond this one a questioning intrusion. It enchants in concept, for how does one imagine not existing? He searches a moonlit dream; his soul is haunted. His spirit staggers under the weight of the blood on his hands. Looming darkness towers over him, a curse from his ancestors. Upon which path dost one forge ahead? Eternity howls. “How will you spend your afterlife?” It eagerly awaits a response. Presumption cannot prevail. He falls ragged at the altar. Trades a scarlet letter for Jesus's priceless, redemptive blood. Righteousness. Peace. Joy. Heaven sings. Eternity quiets, knowing. |