Friday, 22 July 2016

broken, messy, vivid, ALIVE


3am

What is it about us and our 3am divine conversations?

Thank you for staring at me...

>>The light frayed and darkness coils her hours of awakening. Your words scrolled amongst the tender night. Our messages ignite my world in prayer and devotion. Your presence in absence yet the comfort and resonance of you lingers with me. So few hours in space /time so many moments sprawled across infinity. I meet You again and again.