Look To Tomorrow With a Smiling Face

You wander upon your path in pursuit of happiness, as you toil through the days that come. The bystander watches as the moments of joy roll past, your very eyes – Oh, What this life has become! You see life for what it should be, for what it was, for what it could be. And not for what it is, but for what it must be. For life is the clay that you must shape, into such a castle, such that others can but gape. Such is the thought that circles each mind, that dictates each word and action of each kind. For, we – we run, skip and jog through our days, forgetting to stop and take notice – The world is changing in a myriad of ways. And change, it is beautiful, whether we resist and persist, to bring consistency in the flow of the river of life. But a river must flow over rocks and boulders – so must life. For, there is no fun to the boat ride, without a little topographic strife. Understand this, you must, that life is no game. Life isn’t a farce, life isn’t a race. For life is your journey, your story, and your only faith. So rise, and look to tomorrow with a smiling face.