When you stop holding your breath and
Start believing there will still be air
When you stop living for 5 minutes hence and
Start believing in good months ahead
When you stop forcing your smiles and
Start relaxing lines between your brows
When you stop fearing mortality and
Start trusting your beloved will be all right
Jane Chin / January 14, 2012
About this post: Today is the first time in a very long time that I’ve felt a lot of hope for my pilgrimage ahead. This wasn’t the first time when I’ve felt hope, and each memory of hope that I have felt, felt different and distinct from each other. Thank you, thank you, thank you….
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