You Are The Flame Itself

She's never walked this road, is it warmest? Silk notes contrast her face, more alive, closer to death. Fifty scars speaks for themselves, large across her arm. Sharped by the pain of, a lonely life. I'll write your name up in the skies. I think it's God reminding her. There's too much left to do, too much left unsaid. I think it's God reminding her. The sun will rise above our hands. Is it too much to ask for one sing of breathe? ''You were created to love and be loved. You were meant to live life in relationship with other people, to know and be known. You need to know that your story is important and that you're part of a bigger story. You need to know that your life Matters'' You are the flame itself, the reason why the sun shines... You are the flame itself, we are only asked to love.