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an inspirational view of lifes trobles

Submitted:Feb 19, 2007    Reads: 296    Comments: 7    Likes: 2   

The turmoil of this life

Is like our changing seasons

Pain and sorrow seem like they will last forever

But the best joys of life you have to savor

Confusion and our trials seem never ending

But like winter it eventually turns to spring

It seems our joy and happiness are like

The flowers and leaves that bloom in the summer

But then they start withering and falling in the autumn

But in all we have our faith and love

To keep us together

The hatred of this world is like food

Which is sour and spoiled given to

A child who becomes sick

And it seems like there is no love in this world

And if we have no love any more

What's left?

It seems like God abandon this world

And left us for the wolves like a

Mother leaving her children in an orphanage

And we have lost faith in Him

If we lost faith

Is there any good thing left?

There is always something left to love

There is always something left that God did to have faith in Him

And if we don't believe then we are as blind and dark as the universe.

The world may seem evil and that we have no good in this earth

But there is always some good left

And faith and love is all we may have left

In this cruel world

They are the greatest gifts given to us by God

And if we think they don't exist anymore

Then we have learnt nothing at all


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