Truly Blessed
You know, there isn’t much fun in taking a stance if there isn’t a different view. No, there isn’t. There isn’t much in a sacrifice if nobody takes heed. There isn’t catharsis in tears if there isn’t a shoulder to weep on or a kind hand to wipe them away. There isn’t meaning in effort without appreciation. Love is wasted were it not for reciprocation. Conquests shallow if the challenge isn’t robust enough. Victory incomplete if the battle wasn’t fair. Nothing momentous in getting back together if the falling out wasn’t tempestuous enough. No character in the scar if the wound wasn’t deep enough. No worth in achievement save for the obstacles. No redemption if the hand held out pleading for help is ignored. No mercy if a cry for help is unheard. Long you live and high you fly, but, only if you ride the tide. No poetry if there were no pain. No friendship if it doesn’t stand the test of a rainy day. No exhilaration but for a future unknown. No adventure if the journey isn’t as pleasing as the destination. Blessed are those who have not seen and yet have believed; saintly, those who have seen but yet have kept the faith. And verily, verily, no love if there is no forgiveness…
There will come a day, so is the fear, when with the whole world pitted against, I cry out for that one kind voice to reach out in sympathy and comfort. I am truly blessed that I know for sure there will at least be two…
