Life

Life is like a hurricane. Life, is like a heavy rain. A lake of pain like lake Baikal. Tears, flow like a waterfall. People are like granite stone; in the end your'e left alone. But what of the good things? Like the sound of when a church bell rings? Or the miraculous, beautiful way one helps another through troublesome day? Tragedies of life aren't fun, but in the end we learn a ton. Though pain we do remember, the flame eventually turns to ember. You see, the thing about walking through earth each day, is The King turns the curse to a healthy pathway.