Bismillah
when the wind blows hard,
hide yourself among the wild growing trees,
among the spiraling leaves
and branching roots from the big old trees.
Find one if you don't see any, the one you can hold on to..
even just for a moment,
to keep believing that you're okay.
that this wind do nothing but only a small ripple to your sketched dream.
fear not if the wind swept away the budding flowers; for as long as you believe it will blossom again.
it may take time but you know it's worth it.
all this, though how many times it brought you to tears.
though how many times it makes you fall of your feet,
be sure. just be sure.
it will only add up colours to your ripening glory.
once you succeed,
you'll remember this wind.
-the one that shaken you up and put you in doubt
the one that compensate the tears with joyous laughter ahead!
Semoga Allah permudahkan perjalanan ini.
for you and for me.
cheers
p/s -it's 1 Rejab. let's make dua.
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