Freedom

Forever fighting
Remembering what it cost
Ever wanting truth
Ever wanting peace
Dreams of unity
Overfilled with prosperity and pain
Made on man's sweat and tears

Seasons

Spring, Summer, Fall or Winter it doesn't matter. This is what I have learned. The season is still the same in the hearts of many who have lived in the past thousands of years. They are lost or are lacking something great and profound like the faith and hope of a new and brighter future. I have not meant a person yet who could not say that in times of need or of burden they didnt feel lost, empty or confused. My prayer for those who are in this position now is to find peace and joy forgetting about the winter inside of thier hearts and look forward to an eternal spring with the sunshine of the hope of tommorrow and water of faith that will soon be flowing through thier cold tired hearts of burden and grief.