Word 012
It was a cold morning. I woke before the light.
Outside, the world was still dark and silent. My breath rose in small clouds in the cold air.
But at the edge of the curtain — a faint glow. The night was turning.
Morning had come again. And quietly, something in me felt warm.
Another cold, bitter night has ended — and this morning, I woke.
In the same way, whatever hardship or pain you are carrying right now — it too will end, in time.
"No night lasts forever."
Take one small step toward change — and the dawn will come sooner than you think.
The deeper the night, the more beautiful the dawn that follows.