Rolling through the hills of life will leave you like a block of shredded and broken cheese that continues to hit rocky paths. With each clash against sharp edges of rock, broken pieces disperse in opposite directions from your body and continues to shatter into mini pieces until they are so small that they melt and can't be mended back.
Moving with the flow of water's edge will leave your spirit torn and ripped apart as the water clashes against the shores' deep and molten rock. Knocking you up and beating you down with each thrust. And as the water is done pounding you against the pavement of the imperfectly molded sand, it takes away the life that was full of happiness and purity.
With each movement we make and with each breadth we take, we let something pass us by. Whether it's the dark and dank smell of the gases or the light, fresh scents of blossoming flowers. We somehow know that we have missed out on something "good."
Through the peaks and pits of our disperity, we wish, hope, and pray that someone will be along side of us to hold our hands, to love us unconditionally, and to listen to our worries. And even through our faults,we simply hope that someone will forgive us and wish that we miss out on the "something bad"
Life takes us through a journey-the Hills of Life-where we learn from what most call"mistakes." Sometimes we may go against the grain or head near the racing waters coming towards us at an uncontrolable force. Some survive and some die in the pastures waiting for nature to dissolve your flesh in its skin of grass and dirt.
However, as we keep living and creating our individual path, we find that no one is alone, yet it is our mind which deceives us. As we continue to move through the hills of Life, we find that everything we have been looking for and have been missing in our lives, is with God.
LIVE, LOVE, LEARN
