"The sky spoke to me in innumerable ways. All my doubts, my fears;
effaced with the pristine light that shone from the heaven.
In the pitch dark,
in the stormiest night;
I will keep the seeds within
safe and dry.
For the day when the sky will illuminate, the light will break in through the cracks.
The heart that stood barren for too long, will be the abode to awakened ones."
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My Musings
RandomHere you'll find my deepest, strangest and most random thoughts in form of simple and few words. Happy reading! :)
