It is not always a joyful reflection to see that I wrote the truth without knowing it fully.
They came, time and again to wreck up my peaceful space.
The flood they desired was a river of pain flowing from my eyes.
Then, I might realize that a friend, or more, have been just as devious as any other. How can I be at war when I want no enemy, but no side appears to be a friend?
Hiding in angel wings, that is my place of solace in the wake of worldly terrors. Not wings of my own, but wings of divine support and love.
Funny too, I would be caught saying I must go build castles, without connecting it here. That is the solution to this all. We must create good. I love happy endings.
Trust God, always.
i am always on the side of whoever needs or wants a friend...<3