Inescapable

Entry into the room reveals a halo of people. In the middle one soul. The halo is battling for love, for here, for their desires. The soul is battling for glory, the unseen, eternity. Individually, they must find their own peace. One last moment, one last word, one last kiss. Hours drift into days, they will not give way. Hope, strength and faith dominate. Suffering soul, patiently waiting, but not let go. Individually, they reconcile, together, they pray, as one, they yield. The answer comes and the halo leaves. Woeful and content, relieved and secure. As does the soul, at peace and at home. In the glory ordained and the righteousness assumed. In truth intended, the peaceful journey begun.