


Our own places, where we sit side by side. A table and a desk, and yet two chairs…
transcendence on wings into our darkness love sings rescuing lost things Mark Schutter ©2015
If reality is only an illusion And angels dance on clouds Misery loves a lovers company Breaking hearts…
Grace, floats softly down on golden sunlit wings. Love, whispered into pain makes the darkness sing. Hope, when…
[youtube=http://youtu.be/SyAN-c9k9HA] Great song!