At some point we forget that sky is blue.
At some point we stop staring at the flowers.
At some point we avoid to feel the cold raindrops falling in our face.
At some point we let go too easy and try not to get attached too quick.
How to rediscover all that we are used to? How to embrace the joy of
childhood again? How to be tender in a raw and hopeless world? How to
become good friends when fate keeps us apart? How to look back and
regret not of what we've done? Future is built a brick at a time. But at
no point we should stop of building the masterpiece of our lives. Life
is always worth living, and not something worth suffering.
Oh the wonders hidden in the daily life.
Oh the bright morning right after the dark dawn.
Oh the stars shining in the lonely and cold night.
Oh the hopeful look of those too wise to feel too old.
Oh the innocent acts of those who have a world to discover.
What a beautiful thing is to see the small seed of faith to grow into a
marvelous tree. A tree that looks for the light in the sky.
And we came out of darkness.
