The Race
Swim against the wind of your pain.
Climb the mountain of your fear
The higher is the mountain
The stronger is the wind
The better.
The race is yours
Against your pain
And your fear
this is your race, your mastery, and your own reign.
There will be no finish line;
Cause',
Your will and dreams
Are your strength;
With patience, they will turn into more than a
Twine.
Copyright © Atef Ayadi | Year Posted 2007
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