I walked down the hill as it rained, the water flowed to my side at the same speed as me. small leaves keeping pace with as we flowed downwards. I need to move at the same speed always, like water, letting it fall and curve to wherever. 
Because trying to hold it all together and pushing till it happens is like trying to hold water in your hand tightly. It all slips away, but let it drip and it will carve through granite.
Addendum: 8:24 pm
Am thinking that I strive to have happiness in so many things but that that very striving takes away my joy, does that make sense?
peace 2 ma peeps
Because trying to hold it all together and pushing till it happens is like trying to hold water in your hand tightly. It all slips away, but let it drip and it will carve through granite.
Addendum: 8:24 pm
Am thinking that I strive to have happiness in so many things but that that very striving takes away my joy, does that make sense?
peace 2 ma peeps