

But even though I like to see and feel the rain I’m unable to love it because I just cant live with this grey sky, my imagination doesn't let me. I look up and I see a grey and white mass that seems to be just above my head. It feels like if I just lift my hand up I could touch the clouds and like a Celtic I fear that the sky is going to fall upon me. I fell inprisioned and asphyxiated as if I’m inside a box whose ceiling is made of clouds.
Besides, in my head, God is right above me, always looking dow

Darkness... This dark scenario in which the rainy days left us are also a sign from God. Because in the dark there may be fear but there is also hope and there will always be someone that wants to find the light and fig

Summarizing, this awfully discoloured weather means to me that all of us should fight against our own fears and doubts and find the light, find a way to improve all our situation, find a way to get us out of the darkness...
But what if I don’t feel in the mood to fight the darkness?
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