Dislocated Observation

We have all been trapped in the torrential rain of growth, unable to see the way forward and unable to find ourselves. But please believe that behind the deepest despair, there is always a glimmer of light growing. This is a story about swimming in tears and scavenging in confusion. Tell us how we are above the cloud called "pain", Finally, I touch the entire starlight that belongs to me with my own hands.