Between Heartbeats #685

Between Heartbeats Between the quiet heartbeats, A tale of two realms unfolds, One shadowed by thieves, The other, in light, enrobed. "Consider the weight," the heavens whisper, "Of a soul, of a deed unseen, In the realm where spirits linger, And what being truly means." Dark against light, a figure stark, A thief to steal, destroy, embark. Yet, in the dark, a light persists, Christ's promise, a life, an endless gift. The heavens disdain the theft of good, Love justice, a truth understood. "Treasure not below but above, In realms safe, in light, in love." Sacred turned to marketplaces, Holy sold, forgotten graces. Yet a call, a plea to restore, Sanctity, divinity to the fore. In life's tapestry, actions weave, A higher call, a creed to believe. Not in shadow but in divine light, A journey of justice, of might. Hand in hand, with ancient words as guide, Seeking truths that in the divine reside. A collective journey, a shared quest, For a life in abundant grace, blessed. "Embrace the Divine," the winds softly say, A path for seekers, a luminous way. Towards a horizon where peace and justice meet, In the sacred's echo, in the divine, complete. Written by Steven G. Lee (March 26, 2024)