We walk the sidewalks in the cities, the sandy beaches of the coastlines, and
the pathways of gardens and forests searching for peace. We climb the tallest
peaks and don't know why.
Our minds spew exquisitely painful thoughts and emotions of our past and
our fears of a seemingly unknown future haunt and leave nothing but the
futility of life.
We try to drown them out with constant noise, work and play but, nonetheless,
the agonizing thoughts creep in; no quiet time do we seek. We would prefer
chaos to quiet.
Graveyards are quiet places yet angels weep as they hear tormented souls from
below screaming, "Give me another chance.” But all hope is gone. The tortured
souls desperate for relief find none.
with their Creator receive joy and peace abounding. But for the rest of humanity
There is no peace
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