#Hope

A single flame dances,small but steady,piercing the shadows of waiting.It flickers not in defiance,but in quiet assurance:the promise is near. Hope leans forward,stretching toward a dawnstill hidden behind the veil of night.Not yet seen,but deeply felt—a pulse in the silence,a cool breeze caresses the face. The prophets’ voices echo,ancient yet alive,calling from the wilderness:“Prepare the… Read more