Following the flow of life's journey. Many stories have been passed, seen, felt, all of which are things that must be passed on the journey in this world. All of me become as an experience. There is laughter and tears that may not be understood by those around me. Not according to the plan that will be faced. there are things that are contrary to expectations. This life cannot be like a person who takes shelter temporarily under a large and shady tree to erase the fatigue from the journey that has been passed, until death will come to me.
At this time I also have to improve myself, eliminate all suspicion and continue walking to explore every corridor. I try to get out and melt the thoughts that have become chaos in my brain. Get out of the things that make me lazy from all things. What I can do and write, will be written here, even though it is not as good as other writers.
I observe every step that passes by around to find something that can be told. Under the shady tree there are many things that are seen until it breaks this brain to try to think again. Towards returning from the essence of life in this mortal world. Do the best and give the best, appreciate every effort that has been made.
Illustration of world life
A temporary transitory place that is not eternal
Written what will be passed
Shelter from a long journey
Observing every storyline
There is laughter that decorates
There are tears that fall to wet the earth
Only for a while, laughter and tears
Change one after another
There is a story in every step
Which will be presented in the
Life choices are different from others
Behind the shady leaves of the tree
Different stories are written
Until the leaves fall
From the branches
The end of all the stories
The story of life that has been passed
A beautiful story remains to be told to other shelters
As a gift of life's journey
Falling one by one
Touching the dusty earth
This earth is where we stand. There are many things growing around us. From people's lives I try to learn. For a better future. Let this brain work properly.
I hope there is something I will meet, collect and scratch in every journey of life. Scratches of ink on every sheet of paper. Stored in neatly arranged shelves. The end of the journey will be written again in the stories of the treatise.
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