A Soul's Choice To Rejoice

Life is but a corridor, and death is the only door whatever you take with you, is yours forever more time is as a fleeting shadow, passing days are not perceived when you realize your loss, it will be too late for you to grieve A wise man foresees eventualities, and prepares himself in advance while the fool pushes things off to tomorrow, and relies on chance wisdom dictates that we should recognize, our years in this world are few no man knows the day of his death, nor takes advantage, of his life to review The soul, a piece of your eternity in a physical being, to you has been given challenged by the tests in this world, for good or for bad, will your soul be driven against your will were you created, and against your will are you forced to choose alone you have the fortitude to win, or accept the consequences if you lose Standing tall and full of faith, you decide to give it your best shot you change your life for good giving up much, and never forgot the truth is of great value to you, because you acted upon it when you knew only what you have succeeded to overcome, in the end will belong to you