Thread of hope

I can see a fine bright thread of light amidst the darkest night. The sky is black and filled with eeriness. Yet hope shines bright on a moonlit night. It doesn't matter whether you receive the brightness of the stars to light up the darkest hours but these studded beauties above honestly reflects many friends you have. Silently praying their way for a beautiful life, shining yet remaining aloof. It's the love of God filled within that helps fight battles raging. Let not your feet lose tracks right. Uplifting the soul to carry on the strife. The darkest days are about to end. Just learn to live by faith rather than trusting yourself.

◄ Holding on

Stitching anew ►

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