The flower
At times the future seems bleak, we feel like we are alone on a path. The road ahead is unknown and seems forbidding. There is a mountain peak ahead which we must climb. Yet the flower still blossoms anew.
At times the future seems bleak, we feel like we are alone on a path. The road ahead is unknown and seems forbidding. There is a mountain peak ahead which we must climb. Yet the flower still blossoms anew.
