That miraculous thing was a car weed.

It was right next to the window. It was small and fresh...
Weed...
Growing...
He was proving himself.
Even if it was weed.

All my faith was in that plant.
Because I'm a weed too.
He has to prove himself to the world.

No. He has to prove himself to himself.
My eyes shone. I yelled "I believe in you little one! Just keep going! Just take it and just ask!!"

Just want to live one more time.
With Demosa...
With Prometheus...

That's when you feel the warmth of faith in you.
I believe.
not to myself
not to life
I only believe in that little weed.

This is enough to turn the page.
***
Devil looked at God. His eyes were deeper than ever.

"I accept."
Satan gave his usual crooked smile.

"I love him so much I'm willing to fall for him."
© Mehraban.K.T