Beneath my feet lay gravel and dust to a church.
I had no idea how this photo would turn out after clicking. I had clicked this photo for two reasons 1) I wanted to click these pebbles, and 2) my fingers were twitching.
After uploading, I just loved this photo for it’s symbolism.
Beneath my feet some stones rested.
Above me, a gigantic canopy extended.
Ahead, a voice was calling.
I walked, stood at the threshold.
Interior was a sound of peace.
I stepped in.
Abandoning for a moment;
Outside, were my sorrows and pain relaxing.
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