Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Photograph



The trees sway with the spirit of the breeze
I can feel the crisp sweet scent of winter upon my flushed cheeks
I close my eyes to the world
Lifting my chin to the heavens
I can feel life surrounding me
Caressing my skin
Causing waves of pleasure to crawl up my arms and into my heart
I stand, motionless
Letting the energy of the world, the elements, take over my senses
I am trapped
In an obis of emotion
I never want to let go of this moment
This second in time
This perfection
Life continues with out me
I am a photograph
Still, in an ever-moving world
I wish to be different
I love to stand out
Still, for everyone to gaze upon
But no one can know the truth of who I am
The depth
The strangeness
I will forever be looked upon
But never ever understood
Like a photograph

Monday, June 21, 2010

The Sun Will Rise Again



It wouldn't be life if there weren't any mountains to climb. Sometimes I wonder when I'm finally going to be able to get to the top of the one I am hiking up. It can be so exhausting that all the energy I have left is used in the tears that fall on the dirt beneath my feet. I feel like I can no longer move on and the way I came seems like such a easier way to go. But then, just as I am about to turn around and head back the way I came, a slight breeze breathes against my face and it makes me aware of where I truly am. I am in the middle of an amazing journey, it is called life. The cool air dries my tears on my face and I can finally begin to breathe again.

Life is a mountain range. If you decide to stop climbing, then you are choosing to give up on the opportunities life has set ahead for you. If you choose to stop working hard and give up, then you are wasting the only time you have on this beautiful planet. There is day and night for a reason, it give each person the opportunity to start again every time we welcome the sun's rays onto our faces. I just hope that I will be able to feel them from the top of this mountain. I hope that I will sweat, work, climb, and cry all the way to the top, because when I finally get to the top, for just a moment, I will be at complete and udder peace.

And that is why life is worth fighting for.