Rush hour: sunlit
Heads shift halos
In the specks of dust.
| This paints a big picture in just three lines here. Everytime I go to church I felt this goodness within and the people around me seems very peaceful and welcoming. But after the Mass, the devil took the halo and I'm back to my old self as if nothing worthwhile just happened.|
This one works well, had some deep realizations for the reader. Good job
|| Posted on 2012-10-02 00:00:00 | by jeniecel | [ Reply to This ] ||| Posted on 2012-10-02 00:00:00 | by jeniecel | [ Reply to This ] || I guess I shift mine a little on the increasingly rare occasions I show up at a church. ;)|
|| Posted on 2012-10-01 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ] |