Relics of a former self

And yet,

There's beauty amongst the ruins;
There's warmth between uncertainties.

A sweet attempt of assurance brought along an accidental translation of reviving the effaced memories - welcoming a natural condensation in the eyes.

Because,

reminiscing the past carries residue of the aches.

14:30 - 16:30

There you sat, here I pray.
There you concentrate, here I anticipate.

We are not yet, but the untamed inner wants, wriggles and jumps.

♥ In Christ,  there is hope. 

Isaiah 43:2

² When you pass through the waters,

I will be with you;

And through the rivers,

they shall not overflow you.

When you walk through the fire,

you shall not be burned,

Nor shall the flame scorch you.

³ For I am the LORD your God..

Celebratory mood comes