for I've gone ahead and I've got your back.
It is the herald who will run
with the revelation.
Waiting
will make room for living.
Longing
will make room for belonging.
There has been only a whisper of wisdom
to go on.
But a whisper is what called Elijah
to the mouth of the cave.
And each breath is what carries us
from day to day.
We will not wait for the eventuality of Heaven
or for all of our dreams to come true,
only to lose sight of the door.
Because Heaven has already been planted
where hearts make gardens.
And all it takes is for us to turn the key
and we're there.
Jenneth Graser
Photography by Benjamin Combs Unsplash
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