Romans 12.
I heard the sound of the ocean as my eyes were squinted by the bright of the Sun, it was magnificent — yet so tremendously wretched.
It reminds me back to the old ways of living, our what-so-called “normal” life back in the days. It reminds me of so much simpler days. Now, it took me a lot of cost and harder ways to get myself to breathe in a proper way, to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the trees and the ocean. To actually live in a scene without so many worries directed upon us.
With a little amount of hope, I walked through the sun that has never stop to shine no matter how doleful things are on this earth.
For every little wish that has been killed, the sky never gives up on throwing us light so we can see the days ahead, and the darkness it gives us to take refuge in silence.
Yet, it’s still not an easy phase for everyone to run, these are our difficult battle together.
Just when the moment when this heart and mind wanted to give it up, cast all my ability away to the deepest abyss — I remembered how the Universe never stops working on their power to bring us all the reason to stand still.
Everything was here all along.
