The road we travel along bring us to our knees sometimes. We react and we respond and we curse and we praise. Thank the gods or make promises to change things.

The mystery is the power. The winding of the road and it’s ups and downs are what make a life. The straight razors edge with the line down the middle comes at a cost. Your soul and heart and power desire the twists and turns. Rainy days make the flowers bloom just as the sun rays show us the shadows x