هذه آخر اضافة الى تحدي #بنفسج_تكتب_لمئة_يوم شكرًا لكل من تعنى وياي و قرا كتاباتي. اشكر لكل من علق و ساعدني اطور من نفسي.
What is this urge I have to sleep next to my notebook and pen. To always have them at the reach of my fingertips. To stay up after all lights are out, as my eye lids grow heavier than ever, but I insist to write, write something, write anything, I need the fume of paper more than I need air ,,, do you feel the same ?
Be brave when facing the day
You are a blazing orange fire, the sun can’t hurt you
You are the calm blue ocean,nothing can drown you
Be as light as the wind. As strong as a young tree. Be rooted in your believes, let them be your guid.
Be brave. To be who you ought to be. Be brave in trusting the divine. Be brave.
“Let me be the flickering dancing light I was meant to be..
Instead of being the night sky that’s veiling me be the sun that sheds light on its moon..”