My ship broke, and I found myself lost in this strange city. Then a storm came, and I was able to find shelter; and so I hid from the storm. I had protection and great company.
He was sad and crying, I gave him a brush and a canvas, and I told him to paint. I promised he would feel better. Sometimes we don’t need a miracle to fix our lives, sometimes the miracle hides within us and all we need is just a little push to find it.
He who I dearly loved so much was crying in pain, and so he was set free.
1st person: Hey, you stole from me.
2nd person: No, I left you a gift, and you haven’t even realized it.
1st person: can you please help me? I feel that I have lost my way. I want to go home and I cant find the way.
2nd person: Pray, ask the sky those things that your heart desires; God will listen.