15 March 2013
It starts, It starts with something small. It grows, It grows slowly, but tall. It battles, It battles on every crossroads it lands. It wins, It wins with every punch of it's little, tiny hands. It survives, It survives the gruelling traps it's Creators sets-down. It lives, It lives each day as if it's its last, stays strong. It cries, It cries for the past long-gone. It laughs, It laughs at the ironic hand that's been dealt. It stands, It stands knowing that the iced-future must melt. It hopes, It hopes to never go back, retreat. It sings, It sings it's song -not in defeat. It sleeps, It sleeps knowing a new day will rise. It starts, It starts as sweetly as the morning sun filters the skies.
~ Copyright Ozlem Yikici 15.03.2013
--- Still battling, striving & staying strong -this is post #100 within my second month (just under) on Opuss (that's pretty amazing to know -the fact I can write so much in such a wee ickle timeframe lol). It's been an interesting journey, here and in real life for me, this battle just started and my strength just building once again. I will prevail -as will each and everyone of you, believe in yourselves, smile and remember it's a wonderful world out there -those hurdles which face you, are just that, hurdles -pesky ones at that. In the grand scheme of things, they are insignificant -yet they are also good for strengthening our characters, so embrace it with both hands and tackle it to the ground, we can do this, so let us fight on. Aye, you guessed it I've decided to fight -so here's to another #100 posts. ;)
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