DAY 109

Some days your enthusiasm is tired.

Some days your dreams become nothing more than an illusion.

Some days your will power becomes willowy.

Some days your belief is clouded with doubts.

Some days the promises you made to yourself ties you down and you want to break free.

Some days even the best of intentions fail you.

Some day your lively spirit goes quiet.

Some days your smile feels lazy to stretch.

Some days your legs refuses to take another step.

Some days your creativity takes a vacation.

Some day your inner self seems like a stranger.

And on those days you feel like giving up on life and all that you believed in.

Why?

Because life crowds you. Because you are bored with the monotony of life. Because you have lost your patience. Because you just want to curl up and either sleep forever or die happily and move bag and baggage to the Garden of Eden.

I wonder what will happen if nature began to feel the same way as humans did. That would be disastrous.

I guess that's the reason it does not get bogged down by the monotony of every day and it simply shows up, like this flower, every morning, as if it was the beginning -a new day, a new invention, a new creation.