From Ain to Ain.

..and finally. The reasons were unveiled, crushing down the self-made wall my consciousness had constructed, out of confusion and denials.

I didn't even know it was the 14th. It wasn't even planned. What did it matter anyways? Allah Almighty had His own way, for sure, of showing things. A pleasant twist it was, insecurity still creeping in with the promise of a threat - of slight fling, of a mere dream.

Today the sky was pretty blue. The sun was kind, the clouds were a puffy smoke, sailing through the midst of nothingness. I looked up, set my eyes upon the vast of blue, attempting to penetrate its depth. I felt the fluttering wings of my own heart. I can hear its steady beat within me - feeling more alive that I had ever been for months now. The tiny thread of faith had proven itself to be worthy after all, with it I clung without knowing.

How long will this last?

The warmth, the sense of fulfillment and contentment of having to live, at all.

Thanks.