The Martyr finds her way to self-knowledge through pain, suffering, and surrender.
If I had a choice, if I had understood earlier that the reason my days were all the same was because I wanted them like that, perhaps.
We are afraid of losing what we have.
He has learned that it is best to follow the light.
Courage. By beginning the journey with that word and continuing with faith in God, you will arrive wherever you need to arrive.
Long since, the desert wind wiped away our footprints in the sand. But at every second of my existence, I remember what happened, and you still walk in my dreams and in my reality. Thank you for having crossed my path.