Spirit Of Divine

I looked at the people around me, and my heart broke. Everywhere I looked, I saw suffering - some physical, some emotional, some both. Although I was just one person, I felt the weight of this collective suffering, and felt an overwhelming urge to do something to help.

But what could I do? I couldn't make everyone's physical pain go away, nor could I erase their emotional worries. I thought and thought, searching my mind for some idea that could bring relief, some solace, to those in need.

And then it hit me. I could use my words. I'd always had a love of writing, and I realized that I could use this to ease others' suffering, if only a little. I began writing feverishly, pouring my heart and soul onto the page with hopes that my words could offer comfort.