My soul is sort of crying out for a break. It's sick and tired of being sick, and being tired. I am longing for more peace, more truth, more love, and more freedom... which inevitably come with seeking... and waiting... and complete and utter silence. I have been estranged from meeting my creator in stillness... in quietness...
I find hope in my spirituality in strange and beautiful ways... none compare though to entering into that almighty presence and silently sitting.
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