fabioss1984
I asked for wisdom, and it came to me gently, like an affection that whispers secrets to the heart, guiding each step with tenderness and delicacy. Those who walk with wisdom never get lost; even from afar, I silently follow their path, carefully enveloping them, like hands clasped in a protective embrace. I allow my heart to gradually feel, with each reading, with each reflection, the silent presence of someone who watches over me with care, without ever revealing everything immediately. And so, even without realizing it, it finds itself surrounded by gentle attention, as if each word whispered: "I am here, watching over you, even when you don't see it." Amen! (◠‿◠)