It Was God Who Came Into My Life Comments

I was just a minuscule bird perched on a single leaf; with the forest in the backdrop disastrously charred to raw ash; nobody in a million kilometers of vicinity to listen to my croaky voice,
It was God who came into my life; made it a mesmerizing garden to wander about and exist.

I was just a soggy matchstick staggering every minute into appalling darkness; ready to wholesomely relinquish my last iota of light,
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