Silence in the Midst of the Noise in My Mind
So long it has been since I've heard from you. The silence in the midst of the noise in my mind is so quiet.
It is death in the grave as the priest says those words that fly as embers..."Ashes to ashes...dust to dust."
But Death where is your sting?
For love still exists, and this heart still beats its song.
So, as long as there is love, there is hope. And where there is hope, there is life.
Someday love, hope, and life will be mine to hold, and the silence will be welcomed to allow us to hear the beating of our hearts as we find Love everlasting.