Encircled by sorrows and hurts
I kept always looking for a brand new sunrise
With burning hopes
I urged to see the dawn kissing the peaks
The light illuminating even the darkest creeks
And my wish was granted
But alas! Those soft rays turned into fiery ones
I was scorched, I was bruised
And then I realized
That darkness is always equal to the light
And conflict between the two will never end
« return.