Roots To Branches

My heart is clear. If fear never strikes me again, know that I did not forget about you. For death may lurk behind me, I have seen his face. But my life resides in the village that was built by His grace. He has lured me to the place, where death has no pain. And living is just a measure of feeling. How great can this be, to live in the heavens, to live on your feet. To be swallowed by a shark only to find yourself becoming that sharks disease. What is broken is now fixed. We have fixed each other. I've grown in the green pastures, I don't seek refuge or pity. I have all that I need. I've come from nothing and I only bleed what you see. She is the air in my lungs, the start to my salvation. We walk on water, because all things are possible. Faith.