Hello Sreemians,
How is it possible that we transformed our soul into an unsolved puzzle, while God has initially created it to be so fragile and pure. We take such a great gift and replace the heart with deep bloody wounds. After having crucified the soul with thoughtless words, we feel our silence hitting the walls, prisoners of our own ego. It is at that time that we feel so powerless, in front of so many deadlocks, searching desperately for a way to get back to the to God's Grace.
There starts the war! That unusual War in where you love your enemy but you are oh, so eager to fight till death. Although deep inside you know you have lost it for good, this inequality fight, you still don't want to retreat and give up. And so time goes by, life goes on, but your heart and soul fall constantly behind. Trying so hard to feel the emptiness and smiling mechanically to your surroundings.
There are evenings I wish I was a fallen star, because I would never think twice to sacrifice myself for my biggest wish to come true. My biggest wish, finding the right path back to myself again. Imploring our Father in heavens to replace the storm inside me with the warmest Sun.
Steepshot