What is seen or unaccounted for ?
While we toil our way, day to day.
Unseen horrors; blessed bliss,
hand in hand through this abyss.
Reaching blindly to You, Most High,
trying hard to draw You nigh.
Fleeting battles won and lost.
Yet, the raging battle of them all,
You have won for us all.
Ana Cecilia Petersen
Jan-26-1999
