Life is about weight -
not the size of the load,
but how you carry it
Tag: life
The Past
the past has its way with me, haunting my nights, it finds the deepest recesses of my unquiet mind; planting seeds of doubt it leaves me to wonder at what I was, if I’ll ever be free - I know: the past is passed, I must let it be, process its hurts, forgive myself the pains, but understand it made me, and there’s no one else I’d rather be.
Living
what tomorrow holds, we know not; adventure, sorrow, joy, fear, all possible, all probable, all to be accepted with equanimity - the world will keep coming in constant waves; it is inevitable, each moment will pass replaced in an instant by another in a continuous cycle of mystery - throughout this tumult, go easy