The tree limbs and branches sprawl and spread across the floating balloon of a sun. Light pushes through, taking center stage with brilliance.
Place your candle on the table. Reveal its flickering flame. Even the wick’s embers, smoldering, glow. Its beauty, but a breath, like a life, may help light the way for another.
In memory of a brilliant young man who took his life at 17.
Not According to Plan 
At last, the waters of civilization dissolve me,
as the sea dissolves the earth,
the blood dissolves in the waters;
and set me free from myself, while dust.
My soul is sheltered in Its simplest elements,
because it was bought before,
and gains with His Light a survival,
and a continued Hope.
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So beautiful. Thank you Carlos.
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thanks, Deb!
Is it possible to perceive to what I am referring to?
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(The powder returns to dust,
the importance of Baptism in Christ in life, and
the Hope of the Salvation of the Soul by Faith in the Lord Jesus)
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What a beautiful post, Deb. Your poetic theme speaks straight to my heart…but oh, how my heart breaks to read your dedication of this post. I pray the young man’s family continues to receive comfort from those who know them and that God especially wraps His arms around them. Hugs!
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