Look to the east.

Rain never stays gone for long. When the earth is quiet,
a storm is close by. Listen.

Sadly, I learned, along with the world, that one storm cloud is never the sole storm. Remembering Tel Aviv, Paris, Brussells, San Bernadino, Sydney, Fort Hood, 9/11 and now Orlando. We strive to continue our lives quietly among neighbors and friends. Ever awake.

In peace, run your race, set before you.
In love, embrace your pain, so others may know hope.
In belief, you are set free, a mystery.
Lord, have mercy.

Sorry Boston. You are not forgotten. 😍❤️🍻

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