A quiet reading
God hides behind a veil, a playful invitation to search for what was always ours.
How could we know reunion without the ache of absence? How could we hear love without the silence between breaths?
Longing becomes the melody. Every moment apart prepares the embrace.
We move through a soft forgetting, lost in the labyrinth of time, until the veil lifts and the heart remembers.
The home we sought was never far away. It waited within us, patient as breath.
We are no longer seekers when we see the game: the hiding, the finding, the love that was never lost.
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“God hides behind a veil,
a playful invitation
to search for what was always ours.
How could we know reunion”
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