The best and the worst of life came together in one place and one person held it in their hands. They never closed in on their grip, yet prayed the will of God, never knowing if God was even involved.

The angel feel in sleep, to the seventh level of Hell. The angels wings fanned as the sword raised up to regain God's place. The space that was lost was on this angel's watch, that was not acceptable to an angel. Dreer forced the sword of Truth into the future heart of past days. Now, again tomorrow becomes uncertain while truth remains silent, yet hopeful.

Wonder no longer holds our hand, faith is our guide and our friend as we seek the last step in humanity.

Peace Holds Only One Truth...