Irem

Words floated in the air, sounds blended into one another. Who was truly listening to whom? Water… Silent and infinite… A storm passed through you, fierce winds swept your existence… The sky split open, the rains poured down… When did you start mistaking silence for a terrifying emptiness? "If you are in darkness, be patient; for the sun is about to rise." Think… How long did this storm last? How many times did you sink into the waters, how many times did you lose yourself within? … Doesn’t every wave eventually bring one to a shore? Doesn’t every rainfall offer new sprouts to the earth? … in your eyes, an ancient wisdom from times long past… "Your body is made of water, your soul of fire… The storm has not come to destroy you, but to reshape you. Before you reach your truth, let the waters carve you." While everything moves, stop to see. … answers are sometimes hidden in silence. Every storm eventually fades, and sometimes the most beautiful flowers bloom after the heaviest rains. Now, it is time to blossom… Your thoughts are the first step that shapes the rhythm of your life; whatever you think, you move step by step toward that reality. Listen… Observe… Take a deep breath and release with love… Change everything…