Pulsing love leads to Resurrection

(written on my third day of pilgrimage while in Budapest)

God who yearns for love
I feel you pulsing.
I fell you in the heartbeats of my precious companions.
Each one stretching their heart and mind to new experience.
I feel you in the breath of my people, long unknown, never forgotten.
My people who stand in their faith and sat "God is One"
I feel you in the new and old romance in the couples floating through the glorious streets.
I feel you in the anger and suffering as my sisters and brothers struggle for liberation.
I feel you in the desire to rebuild, renew and resurrect humanity from despair.
I feel you in my exhaustion as I lay down to sleep, after a day of opening my soul to the ways humanity has failed and the ways my people stayed strong.
May no one ever lose sight of our historical failure and our unsurmountable potential for resurrection.