Summertime sadness

"...Think I miss you forever, 

like the stars miss the sun in the morning sky. 

Later's better than never. 

Even if you're gone I'm gonna drive..."

Brand new day. Brand new life.

I am so tired. My biggest dream for now is to give up with this mire in my head, with this mess in my heart.
It feels like I have a seasickness and I can not go ashore. My ship is swinging on the waves all the time.
I wish to wait for a calm.
I wish to forget all my weaknesses and fears and one day wake up and realize that I'm totally alive, and there  are no reasons to bury myseld alive.

"Lead me to you, O God, along the smoothest road"

Ameen.

A walk to remember. Love this place.

With love

Thank you.

It was the best day of our days. 

May Allah bless you and give you His help.

I will never forget you in my prayers.

The Beauty

If such beautiful created by Him, how much He beautiful is?
If Dunia is so lambent, how indescribable should Heaven be?

Dandelion Wine

“It was the face of spring, it was the face of summer, it was the warmness of clover breath. Pomegranate glowed in her lips, and the noon sky in her eyes. To touch her face was that always new experience of opening your window one December morning, early, and putting out your hand to the first white cool powdering of snow that had come, silently, with no announcement, in the night. And all of this, this breath-warmness and plum-tenderness was held forever in one miracle of photographic is chemistry which no clock winds could blow upon to change one hour or one second; this fine first cool white snow would never melt, but live a thousand summers.” 

― Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine