Still.

What a crazy world.

When you close your eyes after everything that's happened up to that day,

and you can still

sleep.



What a crazy day.

When everything that could go wrong, went,

and yet,
for all the things that didn't go wrong,

you still

smile.



What a crazy God.

When you do everything you can to push him away,

your anger, your evasiveness,
but, even so,
at the end of the day,

He still
welcomes you to his arms
and you still
climb up, and

cry.