Tuesday, June 5, 2012

When the light hits my eyes...

The road must be trod with vines, stones, and potholes. It has to be hard, or the end isn't worth it. Neither strength nor wisdom can carry you far upon it, and there is little distinction between the weak and the powerful. The only thing that matters is your resolve and your determination to dream beyond reason and logic. Those insane enough to persist against all odds, against all hope, those are the ones who finish first, who finish at all. 



I may not be learning a lot, but I am learning a little, and with each passing day, I feel as if I've grown. Inch by inch, step by step, I'm walking towards an uncertain future. Nothing is sure anymore, nothing is real, yet I remain firmly on my path, even though I have no idea where it leads. It may take me to her, or back to him, or perhaps to someone entirely new. I really have no clue, and I've long given up on trying to figure it out. Now I just get lost in moments, and imagine myself on a beach watching the sunset. I imagine the waves bursting on the shore, and I imagine the smell of the sea filling my soul. Sometimes I wish for the rain to wash me away, and with me, the pain of yesterday. A single drop in the ocean reminds me where I've been, and where I may one day go. For an instant, heaven doesn't seem so far away.