Countless days passed already since waiting for these feelings towards Her to settle down.

My life lately became Her, and the rest of my existence is like a picture. I am waiting to paint over with colours over the sketches of a pen.
I try to remember at what point my heart became irreversibly touched by her soul image.
Can’t point though the exact time, just the feeling that my soul only felt Her instantly, as an echo of the timeless love.

Sometimes feel that I have to share my deepest feelings to Her in real life, like a pinch on my skin to feel it’s not just a dream.
Although it is like a dream…
A dream of Her that the vision of Divine Love revealed to my wounded heart.

About the author

Raz Mihal wrote 6 articles on this blog.

A modern hermit who admires art, photography, beautiful souls and places. Writer and author of the book "Hearts of Love" (translation for English/Korean in progress). In works ( ◜‿◝ ) ♡: ♡ "The Goddess Within" ♡ "Just Love HER"

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