by Chris Bunton Agony of the heart,turns for our good.When giving ourselves to Him,trusting who we are. Nothing is true,about our pain.It lasts a moment,till winds blow it away. Nothing happens unknown;nothings new in this world.All is built on piles of past,and we shall fly by again. Eternity within us;our souls remain.Just a moment today;tomorrowContinue reading “Agony of the Heart”