The world we live in is a simple yet mysterious place.
The essence of parallel lines is that they will never meet.
Yet a vanishing point, where mutually parallel lines in three-dimensional space
appear to converge, is a recognized physical phenomenon.
A grain of sand does not a beach make and yet we can see in it the universe.
Everyone one knows that what goes up must come down.
In the spiritual realm, He who descended from heaven to become man
must ascend back to the Father.
A man does not humanity make
and yet each person contains all that humanity is
and hopes to be.
My head keeps on searching for answers
yet my heart forever poses endless questions.