Crisp air passed harshly through her lungs as she ran.The cool night air whipping her hair back as she pounds down the crumbling pavment. Her muscels burned but she couldnt stop,she willed her body to keep moving.She had to get there before it was to late.She ran towards the sound of waves and the smell of sea salt, nearly tripping as she ran down the crumbling cement stairs to the sand.She felt fire in her heart as she spotted a dark figure pacing franticly by the waters edge.A breathless smile broke acrosse her face as she just ran faster.He must have seen heard her heavy foot falls because he quickly spun around.A relieved ,elated smile
So innocent and corrupted is the child of man
He who has no master plan to the greater good of his brothers but has every good intention
Why is it he who walks through the valley of death is also he who walks on gold paved roads? i do not know
But never have i understood the complexitiys of the road ahead of us
I see no certantiys or absolutes only a foggy cloud of undeveloped timeBbut our roads are only as complex as those who walk it
Some walk boldly into the unknown casting fear aside
While others tread lightly as to not wake the devils of the future, and gouls of the past
On rare occasion do i deeply contemplate my own road