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Journey

Journey.


I'm on a journey,
I have somewhere to go,
I must be running,
 where I am going I don't know,
I must travel this road,
Burn all candles and thrive,
Through rain, fire, storm, cold.
I would never say NO.

I'm on a journey of discovery,
It is a lonely road,
But I am up to it,
You find me in my destiny,
I give all to win all to get my dream.

Against the current, I will take every stroke, in hardship, pain, burden, loss and hurt,
It is a puzzle,
And whoever I find or meet must fit in the puzzle,
 I'll not struggle to fit in another puzzle.

Too late to quit,
I have burnt all bridges,
I won't stop till I reach my home,
One more puzzle, battle, hindrance to cross,
I have faith and my faith will take me home...

I'm on a journey of self-discovery,
It is a lonely road,
I'll make up to it,
You'll meet me in my destiny,
I will give it all to meet my dreams...


Adapted from a song..
Edited and reviewed by midey


Comments

  1. Life is that Journey and as long as there is life,there is Hope
    Good one..

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  2. Glad to read this...

    Captivating lines [Journey of fulfillment]

    *I LOVE THIS MHEN!!!*

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  3. Great content, love to read this

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  4. If there is a will, there is a way...
    Our faith is the fuel for #journey...
    This is a big one ma'am , so inspiring 😍

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  5. Hmm....life is the journey
    It would be hard
    It would be discouraging
    It would be unfair
    It would be lonely


    But we have to keep running
    The energy that drives us has to keep burning

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