بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
[started from 5/7, finished 5/14]
some torches burn even in a vacuum, even while in space, even if breath away was taken, they'd still shine anyway. maybe my Gift arrives, maybe it's delayed, doesn't quite matter my wait, in the end it's my dream i chase. forward is my only direction, that only place i live in, where maybe right behind its curtain, right after His judgment, is when i can find, more than anything i expected. not every indication is apparent, not a referendum, on rightness or being lost to the wind, patience soaks up many different instances, like a babe cradled in a mother's bosom, she absorbs the screams, calming its agitation, it turns out - this is what normalcy can be like, when body isn't dying, simply alive and allowed by Him its ease in breathing.
alhamdulillah
some torches burn even in a vacuum, even while in space, even if breath away was taken, they'd still shine anyway. maybe my Gift arrives, maybe it's delayed, doesn't quite matter my wait, in the end it's my dream i chase. forward is my only direction, that only place i live in, where maybe right behind its curtain, right after His judgment, is when i can find, more than anything i expected. not every indication is apparent, not a referendum, on rightness or being lost to the wind, patience soaks up many different instances, like a babe cradled in a mother's bosom, she absorbs the screams, calming its agitation, it turns out - this is what normalcy can be like, when body isn't dying, simply alive and allowed by Him its ease in breathing.
alhamdulillah
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