For years, I spoke to the sky. I sent unanswered prayers into the wind and watched the evening stars fade into darkness, waiting for a sign that never came. My hands carried the dust of long journeys and my heart bore the weight of sorrows I had never fully laid to rest. Somehow, I learned to smile through the storms. Yet beneath every smile lived a quiet ache- a longing I could neither name nor silence. Then you arrived. Not like thunder announcing a miracle, nor like a blazing flame demanding attention. You came like dawn entering a temple- gentle enough not to disturb the silence, yet radiant enough to transform it. And suddenly, faith felt different. The roads did not become easier. The world did not stop breaking hearts. Life remained as uncertain as ever. Yet every burden felt lighter, as though an unseen hand had chosen to walk beside mine. In your presence, I found no grand answers- only a deeper peace with the questions. No promise that pain would disappear, only the strength to carry it with grace. Perhaps that is how the Divine works. Not always through miracles or signs, but through souls that arrive at the exact moment they are needed. Souls that become shelter when the rain grows heavy and prayer when words can no longer find their way. You became the verse I could never write, the prayer I had forgotten how to speak, the hidden light within an ordinary day. And if anyone asks why my eyes now hold hope, why the restlessness within me has finally grown quiet, I will not speak of destiny or fortune. I will simply say this: I was wandering through a wilderness of my own making, and when you found me, it felt as though God had placed a lamp in my hands- not to remove the darkness, but to remind me that I was never meant to walk through it alone. #NotaMiracleButMercy - @sumitrapaudelupreti