A smiling lie is a whirlwind, easy to enter, but hard to escape.
No reason for a feverish rush For we will all arrive in the same place At the right time. Justice will be served. There will be no better or worse, No big and small, no rewards, no punishment, No guilt, no judges, no hierarchies; Only silent equality.
Strangers are endearing because you don’t know them yet.
Before the first before and after the last after, there is night waiting.
Long ago an uncalled rain fell and a called-upon God stayed equally distant.
In a myriad of ways you tell one truth.