“There are processes – from the seed to rose, from its stem the thorn. from sunrise to sunset, crescents to full moons – sometimes seen, sometimes felt, sometimes hidden, sometimes unknown. May nature be a reminder that the most beautiful of creations go through a prolonged silence while it is being created. you do not just become – you are created from yesterday and moulded from lessons to your mistakes – you are painted in your victory when you chose patience over giving it up. I hope when the clouds paint your sight – they remind you of the rain that welcomes the growth you are waiting for.”
