UlanMakata

Between Storms and Rainbows is a collection of proses that tackles love, life, healing, existence, and depression. A middle ground of hope and despair, a rollercoaster of emotions that will take you to places of a soul no one has ever reached. A book anyone can relate to because we all have storms inside us; the most beautiful disasters. And at one point in time, we all believed that after the destruction, there comes someone who would pick us up but, it isn't always the case because sometimes, we're left with no choice but to either stay broken or start to fix ourselves. Each chapter is a journey between calamity and calm, dancing on the fine line that separates asymptotes and happy endings. Half a tragedy and half a blessing.

Between Storms And Rainbows

I know, you've been facing your own battles at nights where even the stars are nowhere to be seen―with nothing to even keep you company. And that's when the misery hits you hard it drains all the light in you. It's as if there's no hope left to wish again. The winds are colder welcoming death, you can feel it burning inside your lungs, spreading at every inch of your soul. It's eerily quiet but there are lullabies inside your head chanting lonely eulogies for the living. You lie there and watch the darkness reign, you let it consume you.


But no matter how close you are at giving up, you keep on fighting. Then the fire starts seeping in, little by little. You find yourself being able to breathe again, deep and slow with the newfound courage rushing on your veins―you will win this duel inside of you.  And you'll shout your own war cry in a full swing of crescendo that the whole universe will hear your defiance.


You're now close to taming your demons. The song of the nightingale will begin to flood your ears louder than the unwanted voice whispering at your side. The dreams will play again in your mind like an old tape waiting for a rerun and this is the moment that you'll remember the treasures you keep in your heart. You are halfway through this and there's only a quarter left to conquer. Because maybe, someday happiness will greet you like wolves celebrating for the full moon.


Then the dama de noche will finally start to bloom with the first kiss of moonlight, you can smell the fragrance of peace wafting through the air. The ocean storms gradually calm and your radiance will shine through deepest unknown parts of you. These are the rare times you feel whole, not even a piece missing―you live for this moment. You were once dead but now, your heartbeats drown all other noises because what matters right this second is that you're alive.


You are the moon. Your scars make you beautiful, wear them with pride and dignity because they're the physical evidence of the strength you have within you.


When the moon blooms