Parked my car, woman In the next car, sobbing. I Want to comfort, can’t.
I looked to heaven And saw an endless sea of Pyramids, with God’s Eye shining above. Among them flew angels and Powers pulsed throughout.
Waterfall rushesMelting winter’s last ice, theCycle continues.
If pain brings gain, then 2021 will bring Abundant rewards.
I imagine Trump Sitting alone in his room. Trying to log in To his suspended Twitter account, asking “why Do bad things happen To good
Grief and heartache wracks Your chest, deepest tensions are Loosed, new light enters.