Is it really about us? What is the point?
I'm just One Life. One soul.
Who says it is about me? Who is the One that says?
Life may be nothing more than a breath of days and nights.
That is the depth of life? What if there was a greater purpose?
A greater calling.
Hope? What Hope?
A hope only One Life could bring.
How can One Life bring hope to everyone? Who is this One Life?
The One would be created, yet a creator.
Perfect, but in an imperfect world.
How can this be? How can One Life make a difference?
Yet stil, if this impossible One Life finished, how then, is it different from my own, One Life?
Unless the One Life became the reason for all Life.