Loving/Caring Hand
Every one of us has occasionally fallen into a mud hole of sorrows/despairs or felt lost in this labyrinth maze of life. And I am no exception.
I lost my mother at the age of 1. And I grew up within the borrowed love of another person. I had not had anybody to share my feelings and no one cares to ask or show concern about my well being. Subsequently, I seldom speak. Now, I have to borrow this paper and pen to share my inner thoughts and feelings.
There is really nothing more valuable than when there is an extending caring/loving arm for us to lean on. This act of kindness transfers a strong soothing force to heal the internal wounds and to awaken our souls to help us get through/over the temptations in life.