For now, just this.
The stars are out in the rain.
The work of this day has disappeared before its end.
Yes, the bloodshed.
And yes, the time may come to stand fast.
We may step into our death before we die.
Salvation may come in a form that tests our belief.
Remember, the breath is the ineffable.
It fills the spaces between all we think is real.
Whenever the clock stops, forever sits down beside us.