Awaiting Fate’s Red Thread
From the Most Distant Horizon at the Ends of where the Heavens Stretch, to Right in Front of One’s Eyes, the Red Thread of Fate, a thousand miles of predestined love, Crosses
Scary Dog Privilege
When people see my dog, they move out of the way like the Red Sea parted for Moses.
Celestial Existence
Watching Over the World, Making a Difference, Even if Unseen.
Through the Haze
I could see through the haze, watching the people go by, but not really being a part of it.