June 22; I see the sun losing its shine, the birds are shattering their chirps and the flowers, the trees are losing their charm. I see the nature crying I feel the earth shaken, the blue sky is losing its allure and trying to hide behind the clouds. I feel and see the depression and sadness in Mother Nature.
A normal Wednesday turned in to a day we all wish had skipped. A date to mourn, to remember god’s gift to the world, to convince greatness is not delusional or a mere word. Today we not just lost a person, but the art to god’s love and praise. We did not lose a person; we lost the art to be impacted by a voice which took us closer to our creator.
Being a sinner, hiding from the world, feeling myself unacceptable to majority, no one could ever make me believe God can love and forgive me. I am secretly crying and asking for forgiveness by listening to his voice, not being religious, but had us all develop a unique connection to God. This is the power & impact of a voice we all lost today and will mourn throughout our lives.