Originally posted on three thousand worlds:
Ignorant to the sunrise and the flower’s bloom, As the world around you sinks in gloom,…
That day, it was a wrap. My heart was fluttering when we shook our hands and introduced ourselves. My brain was caught up in a storm and saved by her in grace.
How can we bring a better world around of forgiveness and love, if we cannot even forgive ourselves or hold grudges to those who have wronged us? If God himself forgave us long back, who are we to hold onto guilt and hurts? But then, is forgiving enough?
May be, forgetting is the proof that
the room of faith, hope and magic is powerful enough to let a miracle happen.
May be the torn pages were just pages
You are allowed to heal at your own pace and take your own time.
There might be a lot of chaos surrounding you and