Hello sea, take these words with you. Hold themthe way you hold the waves,without hurry,without noise. Listen to themthe way only you can. Keep them for a while. And then,when the moment is right, carry them gentlyto the right shore,to the right heart. Some messages travel far.So
You know that feeling- that unsure heartbeat When the dark feels heavy. A quiet push. A soft courage. A small light that guides your eyes Even when your legs refuse. Slowly, you begin to see again: the shapes, the path, the brightness you almost missed. Because sometimes, the 
We do the same things every day. We move to reach the evening. We wait for the weekend. We work toward a few days of rest, as if relief were always scheduled somewhere ahead. Then we turn our head. Days have passed. Years have passed. And we are still standing in the same place.
