Each one of us has a special road to take. I may say this road that I am taking is pretty long and may seem endless. While others may think their roads are quite short and easy. But what really lies at the end of that road where the sky and earth meet… that horizon as it is called? No one knows because when we get there, that horizon has moved farther away beyond our steps can reach. Then we would wonder again what’s the mystery behind.

Our life is the road itself. And on that road, It is where our journey takes place. Sometimes we walk too fast, and then we stumble and fall, and sometimes we walk too slow, and then we tend to miss some chances along the way. When we stumble, an insight of standing up all over again is the best way to carry on with the journey. For, let us remember, it doesnt just end there. For every fall, consider that as a point of comprehending the deeper meaning of that.

As our journey gets farther and farther, we earn so much knowlede to keep us on the right track. We should use that knowledge to be able to ponder on the things we might see and encounter as we try to get closer to that horizon. But why does it seem so aloof? That is to decieve our eyes that we may think there is an end to every road. Truth is, our roads are infinite. But we are the ones who make a stopping point on it.

At night before we hit the sack, we imagine things. Great great things. Everyone of us wants to achieve the best things that life could ever offer. Sometimes we even get so consumed about our dreams we don’t wanna wake up anymore. However, when morning comes, when we step out of our doors and face this reality in front of us, we tend to step back and get a lil afraid. For some reasons, that is just normal. We are not super people with extraordinary powers. There’s no more sense to be born if we no longer have to worry about everything since we got powers to use. I believe, it is really normal for us to feel that way because we really are human beings who need to do whatever it takes to be able to achieve our goals. And “whatever it takes” makes it all so scary.

Yes we are capable of doing and making changes but it requires no mystic or magical powers. You have a vision of what you want to get tomorrow or what you want to be, a grand vision actually, but you cant just sit down by the window and just watch everything that passes by. A small step and a second to start the journey towards that vision makes quite a big difference. And along that journey that’s when we encounter hundred situations wherein we need to make wise decisions for whatever it takes. That is, if we pick this choice, it will lead us to this way, and if we pick that choice it will lead us to that way. Whichever way it is, we should always welcome everything that we might see and face alongside with optimism.

Readiness to take a flight in reaching those grand visions and dreams can somehow kill that fear inside.The Lesser the fear the better we can make good decisions and definitely the stronger we become. A fear that is IN FACT doesn’t exist at all. It doesn’t exist because its NOTHING until we formed it. It is formed then because the moment we step out of our doors we are whipped by what we think stronger and bigger forces around. For some of us, they easily get adjusted to those forces, while for some they dont and would rather stay behind their doors. The instance we step back, thats when all those dreams remain dreams and those visions remain visions.

As what I was saying, being afraid at some point or another, is normal. In spite of that, we can always bring out our inner strength. We just have to make it so apparent. And we should have a strong belief that we could always make it through by shoving off those forces away. Then surely a clearer path towards our dreams would appear.

Rain

I hear the splash of your drops
As you gently touch the green grass
The way their tiny leaves move
For every fall you make..
Rain…

I listen to your plit plat on my window pane
As you knock to wake me up from a deep slumber
The fast but careful sound your droplets make
Awakened my sleepy eyes
Rain…

I linger on the silent cool breeze you bring
As it sweetly kiss the softness of my skin
How my heart dances as it goes through within
And how my mind wander as it dreams
Rain…

I watch the world as it glistens
As you completely bathe the meadows,
the plains and the mountains..
And the little boys and girls who have long waited
for you to come
The joy the world claims for quenching its
thirsty soul
Rain….

I let go a sigh as your drops get fewer
For it only means goodbye
But as you go, you have left a hope
and a promise
To us all living who would always wait for your next rain drop…

I love my face, I love my eyes, I love my hair, I love my skin…well I love everything that I see in the mirror the very moment I step in front of it upon waking up. Its just that, I love every single detail of me.

I love the smell of coffee even though I don’t drink too often.

I love the taste of chocolate ice cream although I’m so scared to be totally addicted to it. I love the scent of barbecues grilled in the sidewalk but too afraid to smell like its smoke afterwards.

I love the heat of the sun on my skin and the texture of sand upon my feet,’ cause I feel more in touch with HIS wonderful creation,

I love the sight of an old woman selling this and that in a crowded street but too weak at heart to stare for a longer minute or so.

I love the sound of thunder for it gives me an opportunity to hide and cover my ears..

I love it when its raining, for it gives me real freedom to dream of the greater things that lie ahead, and a breakthrough to form a vision of the undefined.

I love being alone watching the tiny hardworking ants as they untiringly search for food yet they never fail to appreciate each of their kind.

I love the time as it gently comes and passes by unnoticeable before my eyes.

I love sitting in a train for hours for I get a bounty of glimpes of the wide fields spread across the horizon, and the hills that look like gigantic anthills from a distance…

I love the changing of the seasons for it only reminds me that each life and all the things that comprise life are subject for a constant change and that it continuously reminds me how amazing it is to witness each and every change.

I love the feeling of loving because it makes my heart beat and makes me more alive day after day. And I will love the last blink of my eyes and the pain of my last breath for its the only way to achieve fulfillment of my desires, my wishes and my wills…