Yesterday is a history, they say.
Universe is close to human history.
Lamps are useless if we do not use;
Internal light would never shine,
And no one would realize.
Nothing could change, unless
Aura that you have brightens.
Gratitude always walks with praises,
Rhythm is dead without voices.
Enough is enough for pain;
Glowing up all the scars.
Lifting your head high,
Optimism running through your blood,
Replacing what brought you down.
In a life built from pieces of history.
Alive in your soul, you create a new one.
Written on June 14, 2020
Hillary Monica Maranresy