The rocky way was not hard
while I thought of you always.
You are my Lord and God.
My heart will not come to peace
until I reach you my God and Lord.
Thisholy morning I reached the top.
I call you looking up to the heavens.
I raise up my hands to you.
Do you listen to me my God?
Come and show me your face
oh the faceless and body-less one.
(Graphic: Photographic Journey24_zpsttglqkfy)

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