By grace, through faith.
Passing through floods of relations, thunderstorm like a studies, global warming like a change in myself.
Water out of floods gonna wash everything.
Washing paths to destroying wall's created by people to taking someone away with it.
Thunderstorm bringing light's-fear-hope.
Light which can be seen from miles away, fear of failing/going something wrong and a hope of rain aftermath.
Global warming to alert me at every damn step.
I'm alert now but with passing time I know how hard I try my end is for sure.
Note:- A thought immediately written, might be editing in near future.
U nailed it...Janab
ReplyDeleteThank you ji ❣️🙏
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