She is silent as she clings to the last ‘thing’ she feels “comfortable” embracing
~ a remnant of who she is ~
(so she thought)
“How did I arrive here?”
She asks as she realizes “she” had slowly disappeared.
“Where am I going?”
Uncertainty filled her soul.
Yet, somehow she knew.
She knew that she was NEVER alone.
NEVER “forsaken.”
She knew that He would HOLD her.
That He had ALWAYS held her.
Smiling, her innocence recognized the Voice that called her
~ Out to PLAY ~
as FAITH pulled her from the “grave.”
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(NOTE: I started this almost a year ago, to the day. "Finished" today...)