Conception, birth and then the process
of growing older; dying is in the future
as the lifecycle travels quickly and then
the final chapter written. There are no
exceptions, only an age and date separates
all living beings.
Strength lies in the middle growing,
developing a sense of self…we bloom or we
lay in waste with the fading of seasonal
growth. Life is not totally built around your
dreams, but of what impression you leave
behind during your journey.
Weep for the past and drink in the thirst
of the years that may come, be strong of
heart and foresee with the eyes of a
visionary. You may at times feel that you
were never young, life being prison of
weary pain, remember this you are not
what you feel.
Deep within there is a remembrance and
emotion hidden in the heart, quiet. You
may be a ghost of what you once were…but
you are still a living being and the world
applauds the reason for your birth.
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