When you have grown up, you understand that the fame of your life is useless without living what you always loved.

Thing’s may be left unsaid, stay with us forever.

Your reflections on the clear water’s makes the sky to look too majestic, because you shine brighter than the pure design of the sun.

You were told: Did you listen or you chose to follow the generational curses?

The waters always favoured those who believed in the beauty of their dreams, far away from their places of comfort.

Are you too young to understand that pain gives birth to gain? and that scar’s may look great therein between?

Love yourselves again, arise and shine through pain and gain.

Let go of the past: dark spell’s may fade away, because you were fearfully and wonderfully made.

Day by day let’s take it slow, until it learns to walk again.

Stay blessed and stay strong, you’re more than a conqueror.