This is a jumbled thought, a preview to an art piece i would love to do. So it won't make sense if you are reading this....
a grief observed by C.S. Lewis
After the Storm by Mumford and Sons
A thought on grief, the transformation of a person, the loss of someone. Starting with the frozen state of refusing to accept reality, the glimpses at a pause of conscious, realizing that he must go on. Snippets. Sitting on a bed in the dark staring at a mirror. a narration, a realization of the reality of a God that is there, He has iconoclast his love, his reality is not the truth. Moving on, the romances of a good God.
After The Storm Lyrics
And after the storm,
I run and run as the rains come
And I look up, I look up,
on my knees and out of luck,
I look up.
Night has always pushed up day
You must know life to see decay
But I won't rot, I won't rot
Not this mind and not this heart,
I won't rot.
And I took you by the hand
And we stood tall,
And remembered our own land,
What we lived for.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
And now I cling to what I knew
I saw exactly what was true
But oh no more.
That's why I hold,
That's why I hold with all I have.
That's why I hold.
I will die alone and be left there.
Well I guess I'll just go home,
Oh God knows where.
Because death is just so full and mine so small.
Well I'm scared of what's behind and what's before.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.
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