Dawn of a new day
As the sun slowly raises upon this new day, we look not to yesterday nor yester year, instead we gaze upon the world like the sunrays that falls ever so lightly upon soft subtle pedal of a rose peering only for our journey to begin.
Like the dew of yesterday’s knowledge, and the nutrients of our character, we stretch our deeds making them lie together as boarders of our paths, we bring with us our friends family and loves and set out for our journeys end.
Long will our walk be. Our paths may hopefully be level for a while, uneven shall our pride and egos make each day, surely we shall stumble on the dust of our actions and words. Taking only our courage, we brush away our failures, our mistakes; we quiet the noise of our fear with the humbling affects of our journeys sounds.
We reach forth to achieve a dream, blinded only by yesterday, we grab our desire add in our determination, pausing only to look for a moment of where we have been. We peer at our struggles like roots in the ground; we free ourselves of them only when they are found.
We take our emotions and hammer them with our craft, until they appear in enchanted and dear or demented with fear. We bring it all to bare as we display the silhouette of our passions unbridled fair, for today like a Childs first breath of air we start our journey all over again.
As the sun slowly raises upon this new day, we look not to yesterday nor yester year, instead we gaze upon the world like the sunrays that falls ever so lightly upon soft subtle pedal of a rose peering only for our journey to begin.
Like the dew of yesterday’s knowledge, and the nutrients of our character, we stretch our deeds making them lie together as boarders of our paths, we bring with us our friends family and loves and set out for our journeys end.
Long will our walk be. Our paths may hopefully be level for a while, uneven shall our pride and egos make each day, surely we shall stumble on the dust of our actions and words. Taking only our courage, we brush away our failures, our mistakes; we quiet the noise of our fear with the humbling affects of our journeys sounds.
We reach forth to achieve a dream, blinded only by yesterday, we grab our desire add in our determination, pausing only to look for a moment of where we have been. We peer at our struggles like roots in the ground; we free ourselves of them only when they are found.
We take our emotions and hammer them with our craft, until they appear in enchanted and dear or demented with fear. We bring it all to bare as we display the silhouette of our passions unbridled fair, for today like a Childs first breath of air we start our journey all over again.
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