An Ode to Holy in an Unholy World

SANFORD, Fla. -- A thought on how we as individuals and as a people can get the most out of life that really matters in the long run:

How do we as individuals make distinctions between fiction and reality? After all, it is so easy to lose ourselves in a world where almost nothing is sacred; Where life itself often seems to hold little meaning. For as long as man has existed, his actions have demonstrated his true fragility.

Oh pray tell something is left for the hearts of man to savor that isn't self-righteous? Surely, there must be something enduring beyond the almighty dollar, the posturing of politicians and lawlessness throughout the land. Certainly something so fulfilling that it is deemed priceless.

Lonely tortured souls, the only respite being ascension into Heavens above? There has to be some sense of place and belonging for those who have little to hold onto in an often cruel and calculating world along the way. I, for one, subscribe to the notion of building a better life through old-fashioned love.

Young and old alike need not feel they are as far apart, for isn't that life's story? For we all fill the entire spectrum -- from one end to the other -- for that completes the revolving cycle of life and death and all that occurs in between. In truly embracing that, none of us has to go without when sought and fulfilled by His glory.

(Holy: symbolized in first letter of each stanza).