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Two steps to heaven aren't a geographical distance — they're a state of mind.
They're the two steps you take after crying until your tears run dry… and yet, you decide to get up. They're the two steps you take towards the sun, even when the night still holds your hand. It's not a divine miracle. It's a human act: the gesture of carrying on, of taking a deep breath, of smiling even with red eyes. Heaven isn't up high — it's at your feet when you choose to walk. Two steps. One to leave the weight behind. Another to embrace what can still be beautiful. And if you’re tired? Still, take one. Then another. Because heaven doesn't demand flying — it just asks that you move.



Sometimes, heaven is a hot coffee quietly sipped. Other times, it's the hug of someone who doesn't even know your name but feels your pain. It's the sound of a song playing exactly when you need it most. It's the wind gently brushing your face as if to say: "You've arrived." Two steps. That’s all you need to lift off the ground and step into the light. No matter if you're hurt, lost or confused — heaven doesn't demand perfection. It just wants you to try. To dance even without music. To sing even without a voice. Because heaven isn't far away. It's here — in the small victories, in moments of courage, in the decisions you make even when everything seems to fall apart.
Two steps. That’s it.
And you’re almost there.