Oct 6, 2024
Under the veil of God
Under the veil of God, I walk through lanes of sorrow, between breathing shadows and weeping saints, and with my hands trembling from prayers that never reached the sky. Beneath this veil, I search for meaning as the moon whispers secrets too dark for the day to hold, while the stars, like forgotten prophets, flicker in my memory. Iโm kneeling under this silent heaven and I wonder if grace falls for all of us or just for those whose hearts have learned to break in solitude. Beneath this veil, I seek the voice that calls my name, promising that even in my brokenness, even in my frailty, Iโll still be seen and embraced.
