Mountain

I should stop asking for signs… this is what I told myself after so many signs were revealed to me this Holy Week.  If it’s meant to happen, it will.  I got confused.  Dreams might be deceiving and so are the signs… but what if it’s revealed to me consecutively, is it still peculiar or it has something to say and confirm?

Who’ll start the conversation?  What if these are just false signs?   Will I embrace happiness or just the same, will I allow it to pass unnoticed?

On top of that mountain where fate will lead us both, right before the first ray of light, shines upon the horizon, not forced but brought in ways unexpected, where one object I have in mind will be handed to me… that’s the only time I will be convinced, that the timing is right… to be true, happy and right… and everything is mutual :)

Haay…