Yes!
I am I, Matthias of the Mountains! Lord of the Skies!
It's there, right in front of me, as it's been for so long. I was just too blind to see. Not distant, not too far now, says my map that's never steered me wrong, beyond the fading twilight, there lies my destiny.
I'm alive! I'm free! The days are coming on of trial, strain, and strife. I say bring them to me! For beyond them lies promise of new hope, new dreams, and new possibilities. I am no longer afraid. Fear has only held me back from adventure, strife, and pain. Give them to me! Give me life on a stick, on hammer, on a brick. Give it me, to make of it what I will. Raw and untamed, I will shape it as it shapes me, together we will create beauty and truth.
Oh our lives are so fleeting, so preciously short and sweet. A brief moment, a mere drop in the river of time. Yet how important a drop. How great a drop shall it be? that can only be dictated by it's owner. Each tear will pass, each joy will pass, but in their moments they are golden and priceless.
Overly optimistic? NO!
It's my journey, my path. I get to choose it! If I want it rocky, it will be rocky. If I want it rainy, soggy, and wet, it will be rainy soggy and wet. And should the road change without my choosing, I'll juggle the stones and dance in the rain, for they too are fleeting short.
Give me heartache and give me heartbreak, for they both mean I have loved. I will remember this one day, not to have loved, and I will laugh and count myself lucky.
My life is my own, if I choose to live it!
Now...
Come horizon!
COME!
It's there, right in front of me, as it's been for so long. I was just too blind to see. Not distant, not too far now, says my map that's never steered me wrong, beyond the fading twilight, there lies my destiny.
I'm alive! I'm free! The days are coming on of trial, strain, and strife. I say bring them to me! For beyond them lies promise of new hope, new dreams, and new possibilities. I am no longer afraid. Fear has only held me back from adventure, strife, and pain. Give them to me! Give me life on a stick, on hammer, on a brick. Give it me, to make of it what I will. Raw and untamed, I will shape it as it shapes me, together we will create beauty and truth.
Oh our lives are so fleeting, so preciously short and sweet. A brief moment, a mere drop in the river of time. Yet how important a drop. How great a drop shall it be? that can only be dictated by it's owner. Each tear will pass, each joy will pass, but in their moments they are golden and priceless.
Overly optimistic? NO!
It's my journey, my path. I get to choose it! If I want it rocky, it will be rocky. If I want it rainy, soggy, and wet, it will be rainy soggy and wet. And should the road change without my choosing, I'll juggle the stones and dance in the rain, for they too are fleeting short.
Give me heartache and give me heartbreak, for they both mean I have loved. I will remember this one day, not to have loved, and I will laugh and count myself lucky.
My life is my own, if I choose to live it!
Now...
Come horizon!
COME!
posted by Matt at 12:47 AM
1 Comments:
You my friend are amazing, insiteful, beautifal,an absolute wonder! Just thought you should know. Oh and thanks for being an inspiration!
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