Reflections
Wonder do I when sadness be unseen. Yet if the sadness hidden; will I know joy. Be this possible, that one must feel the sting of sadness; to feel anything at all. Be this mercy shown, or be it just the pain we must endure. Wish you not the pain, sadly it be a part of that which is called life. Be the question then of life and what be the true meaning of it. As down life's path we walk each day; we approach that which will come. Though we wish it not; comes death to all. Truly then be the path taken, that we make our choice. You wish not to make a choice; yet in life choice be like death, we must come upon that which we wish not. Still be this force that sustains that which be our life. Oh joyous be the laughter; and the beauty of wondrous sights be seen. Would the chance be worthy of the beauty; yet ever present be that which be unseen. You say to me you will not wish this path; then truly yours belongs true sadness...
© 2010 Words the Windows to the Soul
We walk the path of live each day, it bring joy and sadness to our life,as walk we meet those who shape our lives, we are Bless for they are the one why truly make us rich,
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Sue
Love this topic, and always will... because that's what it's all about, don't you know...Black and White...Yes and No...Sadness and Joy...Life and Death, but also: CHOICE...Keep on fighting, Bro...Love, cat.
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