Friday, July 19, 2013

TRAPPED


Our hearts are like the ocean blue enclosing life's ordeal in bubbles of reality – love, laughter, difficulties, worry, fear...

Faced with the latter more often than naught; we are left with one decision - which bubble stays but as difficult as it may seem, it's our choice to make.

Hope, like a bruised reed may seem frail but it's hard to kill as the presence of life is the currency for hope.

If you lose hope, you've lost everything as there's hope for a tree if cut down, at the scent of water, it will bud again.

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