He could hardly walk. He was carrying an unseen burden.
His feet were heavy, as if there were a million passages clung to his tired shoes. His heart was heavy, as if a million sinful thoughts were stuffed into his intentions. His eyes were heavy, as if a million repentant tears flooded the gates of his life. His hands were heavy, as if holding a million-page book of decaying deeds. His head was heavy, as if a million evil plans were stuck in his tomorrow. His lips were heavy, as if a million complaints buzzed in silence.
With so much burden ___ that slowed down his speed to redemption ___ he entered the sacred place.
God was waiting for him since long ___ they talked.
When he came out, he went away flying.
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July 31st, 2008 at 8:38 pm
that was spirtual
concise and felt it!
nice piece
August 1st, 2008 at 4:41 am
kind of giving relaxation:D
good one!
August 5th, 2008 at 3:14 pm
I had felt a million silent grief as reading until i was relieved by the last line. very beautiful
August 13th, 2008 at 11:23 pm
beautifull..nothing else,simply beautifull.
August 29th, 2008 at 2:24 pm
brief,staight to the point and highly spiritual at the same time…i really like this…GREAT JOB,Amir.