Of Love and Faith

"I'm Zaki." Strange, but his voice echoed inside me in a similar fashion when one struck the bell in the church, the sound of it travelled through the walls of my ears and cascaded to my throat, then hit my rib cages and caused an unexpected jolt in my heart. If love's a destination, then the heart would know when one had finally arrived. In his arms I found home. But it's hard to understand the ways of fate.