So hard to imagine, having won before battle’s begun. Enlisting courage as confidence instead of fearing through night and storm. What then does man look upon as nothing closes in upon surety? Feet not breaking the surface tension, held aloft by the unseen Hand of Almighty God. Together on the other side.

Wobbling inertia. Compensation indirect. Circumventing the cache and repositories of passion. Reluctant in admission to relentless expectations and analyses forgotten. Patterned only by the best options available. We sought the sweetness of home in our foretelling. Breeze upon sun bright skin.

All promise observed in our reflection. Knowing destinations beyond the nearest star. We calculate in reason that none shall heel or falter. To see ourselves in the eyes of children passing onward. We live direct unworried by face or failure. Only waving to the winds and passing seas on our way to destination.

It began at the Thunderous mention as the light became our guidance. Watching out for happenstance and disregarding sight. All believed that the heaven’s were our birthright and wilderness our approval. Finding not worth but love along the road to Trust. Into the belly of the beast we went awaiting our surrender.