COMFORT FOR THE HOPEFUL
I know your eyes get lost at times in all of the uncertainties in the present,
You have tried times and times again to find a cave of solace, a place of silence, a space for only peace
Somewhere you can patiently wait to be ushered into what you most desire
You may wonder at the ways of this universe, and how it encroaches your sense of independence, wanting you broken, shaken and maybe awaken unimaginable depths within you.
It's hard, yes
Demoralising
Intimidating
Seemingly never ending.
And all you have is a "One day"
A "Maybe one day, things will get better"
Maybe it will
Life is a journey,
What matters most isn't the destination
But on the experience of the journey
It's the adventure of places, people, communities
A lifelong process for growth, unlearning and relearning,
There's more in the waiting.
So much to be unravelled.
Know that in this moment, you are beautifully growing
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