And numbers lose meaning on the Day when Fate is born.
When the loss of those who are gone feels sharper
and the closeness of those who remain feels warmer.
Where Hope is almost indistinguishable from despair, and Love transforms into Faith and Serenity.
A Day outside of Time,
when its constant flow suddenly pauses,
like in a mirror, allowing us to see ourselves in this still lake of the past.
To find the strength within to emerge, so that in the next moment, the Wheel spins again.
What lies around the bend, in the next turn of this spiraling journey of our Life?..
© Elena Shuwany
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