Footprints in the sand

we will run,
altogether our heart's aflame

flash, the earth crumbles beneath our sinking bodies
dust and moths remain, void of hope
vanity disappears with the flesh,
the light ascends in the horizon, blinding;
saving grace touches our perverse generation
igniting a scorching scarlet flame
that, my friend, is hope.

we have exams in uni? holy pooh on toast.

ask, and you shall receive (: amen.