Walking along the deserted street, my muffled footsteps permeated the silence with striking clarity. The glow of lamps cast illuminated the cobblestone pathway and archaic buildings. The stillness of the night was as profound as the smell of winter rainfall, lingering in the air.
In the stillness of the night I dared to pause and experience a moment of beauty
In the silence of my pained thoughts, alone, surrounded by the beauty of Creation, my soul perceived the powerful presence of healing words offering hope, mercy and unconditional love.
“I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life.” (John 8:12)
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