Friday, July 28, 2006

With hope, comes strength.


There he stood int he doorway, as the time to bid farewell had come. He hold her and kissed her, and seeing her walk away he could hear his own heart stoping. He looked down and felt alone in the darkness. He felt the abyss underneath his feet calling, mercyless. Then he rose up his sight and saw her one more time. He saw her shining, inspiring and silent like the sunshine. He got his face up, strength renewed. Only then he understood, after the darkest night comes the sunrise, after the harshest winter returns the spring. He too, will endure.

1 Comments:

At July 31, 2006 at 3:34 PM, Blogger shtepenwolf....! said...

La vida sigue hermano y no espera a nadie, RUN FOREST RUN!!!

 

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