Everything that has ever happened and ever will forms a fabric that we call life. There's a reason I happened upon you, a reason as dim as dawn but would - in time - be as clear as stream water.
I have been promised, ever since I was young, that my hand is held by a Being that would never let it go. But that is just me, and faith isn't something that is passed on by its mere utterance.
If spirit arms could not contain you, I will let you feel the warmth of flesh.
Jump if you must. Walk on if you're strong enough. But whatever you decide, I will come and hold your hand - and never let go, either to live or to die.
That is how much I am willing to give.
ns 15.158.61.12da2
