Presence of the Unseen

Remarkably enough, we live to see beauties. Mysteries have always been the hidden truths of existence. The wind blows around and messages pass by sometimes unnoticed. Great men come to mark an impression on us but, unfortunately leave to mark a greater impression after their disappearance. And that’s how things are ought to be. Not often as we want them to influence the creatures that we are.

Angels are somewhere around. Unseen to make us see. See what lies behind their hiding places. They will remain transparent parts of our lives. It is for us to decide whether to live with their existence or not. Loved ones will always remain in our thoughts. They will always keep us company for the sake of ourselves. We make them stay and we ask them to leave, depending on how much we seek their existence.

It’s been a while, but “I Am Somewhere”.

I am too an OtherEnder trying to see that OtherEnd through my existence. Never willing to wait and see it through my disappearance.

I can feel your presence. Things will eventually work out.

I know.