Why?...
When we are pure....as the white sheet of snow...
and when we glow...as much as that pure snow glows
with the flickering moonlight...
Why then...and only then...we mix pureness with the
brown dirtiness?...
We do that...,
We do that...only to form the black ice of our lives...
It becomes...slippery...uncontrolable...,
difficult to handle...
We become lost...then...we fall...
We fall so hard...that we don't feel it at first...
We are shocked...
We hysterically laugh and cry...
And as we recover from the situation...,
gradually...,
We find ourselves...hurt...
It is hard then...to stand again...and sometimes we
need some help to cope...
To cope with our shock...hurt...and the unbearable
shame of ourselves...
The shame to what we did to ourselves...
But...
But it is not impossible...
It is not impossible to stand up again...on both
feet...
Maybe weak at first...only to discover that we become
stronger by time...
Strong...like a blooming rose bud...
So fragile...yet so strong and bearing...
Standing high...and proud....against the odds...
Standing up for everything she believes in....
We may stand weak at first...as I said...
Only to be strong enough...as the breathtaking
sunlight that takes away and melts...our BLACK ICE...
Then...we look back...
Proud and happy...
Happy with what we have become...and with our
experience...
Glad that we went through all that...
Proud that we stood up...
We then...love that part of our lives...
That part...
When we stood on shakey ground...
When we were determined to go on...
When we were sure deep down inside...that one
day...our light will melt our BLACK ICE...