The waves will splash and create an endless flow of tides. Away and back, cause as it was, it shall be.
A gentle wind can cause a storm, from breeze to hurricane and back.
It shall come as it goes and as it once was, it shall be.
You may bent and could be bruised,
you might shatter just a bit.
But never forget that you are a part of the universe and as you were, you too shall be.
JE LEEST
Come what may
Poetryain't it wonderful how we hold on to life by simply finding something worth living for? and even stranger it is that it might be that in that very specific search for happiness that we end up finding something completely different...
