This is the last and final entry before I get on with the grueling task of writing the sequel. Or maybe I won't till I get more than thirty reviews… Nah. I won't do that. Anyway, see if you can guess who this person is. Oh, I also realized that I have a very poor sense of organization because after fruitless searching for my stories, I finally found this one!!! I swear, having five thumbdrives plus a gigantic hard-drive (160MB) is not good for anything!
Disclaimer: I do not own Beyblade. Just this story, and my imagination.
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Life.
What is it really? It's not something we can define. It's not something we can just wish away. It's always around. And it's always taken for granted.
Life is wasted on the living. You don't appreciate it till you're about to die. Or someone else is about to die.
Anything can die. Hope. Faith. Love. Life isn't defined by mortality. Life is defined by how well we live it.
Here are five words to describe life: it will always go on.
You can't stop it. Even in death, life will still go on without you. But you'll never know how it goes on. That's the sad part.
How do you describe being alive? Wonderful? Amazing? Profound? I don't think even the most enlightened person would say that about being alive. Being alive is just itself.
I don't think I want to forget the feeling of being alive. Strange thing is, I don't even know what it feels like. Is it being conscious of every breath you take? Or maybe it's remembering that everything happens for a reason?
For every action, there is an equal or opposite reaction. Every time someone dies, another person is born. Every time someone is hurting, someone else is experiencing immeasurable joy. Something like that.
I once read a poem, written by a little girl who was about to die. I don't know if she's real, or if she's still alive now, but I pray her soul will receive the salvation it deserves.
SLOW DANCE
Have
you ever watched kids
On
a merry-go-round?
Or
listened to the rain
Slapping
on the ground?
Ever
followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or
gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You
better slow down.
Don't
dance so fast.
Time
is short.
The
music won't last.
Do
you run through each day
On
the fly?
When
you ask How are you?
Do
you hear the reply?
When
the day is done
Do
you lie in your bed
With
the next hundred chores
Running
through your head?
You'd
better slow down.
Don't
dance so fast.
Time is short.
The
music won't last.
Ever
told your child,
We'll
do it tomorrow?
And
in your haste,
Not
see his sorrow?
Ever
lost touch,
Let
a good friendship die
Cause
you never had time
To
call and say,"Hi"
You'd
better slow down.
Don't
dance so fast.
Time
is short.
The
music won't last.
When
you run so fast to get somewhere
You
miss half the fun of getting there.
When
you worry and hurry through your day,
It
is like an unopened gift...
Thrown
away.
Life
is not a race.
Do
take it slower
Hear
the music
Before
the song is over.
She was only six when she wrote this. Just think; someone so young, who will never go to prom, never have her first kiss, never graduate, never walk down the aisle, never kiss her child goodnight; if she can understand the true meaning of life, why can't we all do the same?
Her poem inspired me to write one of my own. Her poem touched my heart. Her poem showed me that there are lots of things I have to learn. And I'm going to learn it too; before my own song runs its course.
Here
I Stand
On
The Shores Of Life Itself
Taking
In The Beauty
Breathing
In The Magic
As
The Circle Of Life
Who
Hangs So Proudly In The Sky
Starts
To Make Her Final Decent;
Today
Is The Day I Die
And
As She Disappears
Life
Takes Me Along For The Ride
A
Feeling Of Peace
That's
What They All Say
When
Death Comes To Embrace You
And
Salvation Leads The Way
Memories
Swim Beside You
Laughing
And Giggling Away
You
Smile As Familiar Figures
Come
To Join In The Glorious Dance
Love
Sways Along Gaily
Happiness
Does Her Own Little Jig
Contentment's
Glees of Joyfulness
Ring
Loud And Proudly True
Even
Anger Has Joined The Festivities
And
Envy And Hatred Too
Eternal
Life I Have Gained
In
That Haven Beyond The Rise
Though
I Will Miss Those I Left Behind
Those
Whom I Love
Those
People I Called My Family
I
Know That We Will Be Together
And
No Matter How Long I must Wait
I'll
Always Look Forward To That Day
When
I Come To Meet You
At
Heaven's Gate.
Yes, I know it was totally random, but I swear, once all of my common test for the month are over, I'll start on the sequel. I Promise.
Thanks for all the reviews, and I hope you'll keep reviewing.