Even something so simple as a seed, shrouded in darkness of the dirt it is planted in, finds it way to the sun, So how can man expect to not find what he seeks in this life, even when he faces the constant darkness of his own fear and doubt?
Even something so simple as a seed, shrouded in darkness of the dirt it is planted in, finds it way to the sun, So how can man expect to not find what he seeks in this life, even when he faces the constant darkness of his own fear and doubt?
