"In Every Word, a Life Resides | Part 1"
my dreams, my courage, and even… me.
When it felt like
maybe nothing would ever change,
then…
a faint light appeared —
not from the outside,
but from within.
nor some miracle.
Just...
my mother’s weary smile,
that quiet strength in my father’s eyes,
or a friend’s simple words —
"Keep going... I’m with you."
the one that kept saying —
"Just one more step,
see, darkness never stays forever."
Light isn’t always a bulb or flame.
Sometimes, it’s that first dream
you dared to dream again after breaking apart.
Or quietly standing back up
when no one’s watching.
the light in life
rarely comes from outside.
It lives right there,
where trust shines brighter than pain.
I no longer fear.
Because I know —
a flame still burns within me.
is not just light.
It’s life itself,
and we live it —
little by little, every single day.