Is this goodbye?
I can hear the wind blowing,
blowing towards the tree that shaded us from the sun,
though from among the branches and leaves, we can still see the sun,
glimmering, shining its glorious light towards us, and then we understand...
that we cannot hide,
once just a wolf cub,
struggled in life to become better, stronger and smarter..
after failing so many times..
countless sorrow... drenched in pool of ocean, melded with one's own tears...
I can hear the wind blowing,
though stranded in the dark, i know and believe
that the light will find me, no matter how, no matter where
when suddenly, opportunities arise, giving a glimpse chance of freedom,
from the dark, not the light
though, not all opportunities comes as easy as it gets,
sometimes, one need to make some sacrifice in order to catch that light,
I arose, just barely manage to support my legs by holding on to the creaking door, splinters crawl through my skin as i tried to lift myself up from the dusty floor. I embrace the light, unconsciously walking towards it
familiar faces started streaming through my minds, family, friends, mentors, colleagues,
my love...
As i feel the warmth of the light, my pace is somehow smoothen, i feel lighter, rejuvenized, refreshed, from limping every step that i took to a now proud but still humble steps, i took a sweet time to look back from where i came from... realizing something... the further i step towards the light, the thicker and blacker my shadow become.. Is this what they meant by having great opportunities / chances / power, comes an even greater responsibility as not to succumb to the darkness that has now taken form to haunt you? for the time being, i'll let my shadow become a memento for me. Of what will become if I succumb to the ever tempting side of the darkness
Thank you for the past, and let our future be filled with achievements and greateness.
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