and suddenly the time is upon us,
the strength of our knowing,
weaves it's way into the minds of those that doubt,
that chose to look the other way.
Beautiful poetry as always, I called my attention to this particular paragraph, I feel that I am taking a second wind with this writing, sometimes the strength runs out but I always look for who I fight for every month and well, we must fight to where God does not allow it and I love the image you placed, hugs ☺