The essence of descent into life takes root in
childhood. Without choice, the journey in due
course will end, many times in sorrow. The
caretakers of our existence bestow the gift of
direction upon our tomorrows.
Life is a hierarchy from which expectations sprouts
hope. It reaches beyond the core of our beginning.
Beyond the reach of those from which we descend.
The perception of childhood can be deceived. Living
within the shelter of acceptance in a world filled with
It is the epoch of adolescence that is difficult to endure.
Castles in the sky built upon the sands of childhood
falls into an ocean of doubt as we sail toward a world
that is no longer innocent and pure.
Youth passes, living only in the yesterdays of our minds.
Life becomes complicated and the visions of early days
suddenly became blind.
As adults, we convince ourselves that we are no longer
allowed to dream. We find that life can sometimes be
We must learn if what we are taught is true, one finds
after they have walked the crest of mountains. Waned
in the valleys of discontent that the years one has are
If life is not what you wanted and you believe the world
is not within your reach. It is time to follow your own
path, with you in control of how your journey will end.
Life is not a dress rehearsal… maybe it is time to return
to the visions of childhood, remember your dreams of
yesterday; start living again.
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