Coƒƒee §wirls & Velvét Cake ƒor You*

i sat in the train. if anyone looked at me, they saw someone sitting still- a high ponytail with dark strands falling over the right side of her face, her left leg over her right knee, her hands in her lap, bag on the seat next to her... all motionless save for the tram's jostling and her darting eyes.
i look out the window. everything is passing me by and going away from me, since i am sitting backwards. i gaze up, but the trees are too fast for my eyes.
"turn your gaze upwards," i say. it prompts me to think about God because there is no limit to up.
and i wished for something i'd never thought of before.

i wished i could live forever. be ageless, here on earth. to be able to meet so many and detect their potential. to give them the love that kills me and watch them become the person who will change one life or one world, in their own incomparable way.
i wish i could live forever just to experience God's grace over and over, yet never the same.

coz in Him, all extremes, all opposites- at one Simultaneous moment... it makes sense.
and.. at the very same time, it makes none whatsoever.