Inside This New Love, Die

Encounter the unknown with curiosity. Play with it’s darkness. Soon light will shine.

Photo by Ronald Ong (https://www.instagram.com/ronnaldong/)

Without kindness, the sun may burn, but with time comes comfort.

A victim runs away, protecting his pride, echoing rich valleys with his screams and stops of pleas.

As the soul grows tired, the noise rests into a soothing breath

Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence.

— Inspired by Rumi