where will it lead us, a world without friends, how empty it feels. Alone in the apartment, nowhere to hide the emotions, alone with oneself, is there anyone I can trust. What does the world mean to me; is it a dead end, or is there something more.
Solomon sighed; It was the start of the Easter festival, the world was closed, then it was that way for years, until the great hope came along; there was talk of the Messiah, the One who would change it all. Recall the ancient words, you have a great destiny, it’s just a question of believing, in that which lasts for ever, true love.
Love, wanting the best for others.