As I close a chapter in my life another one begins. Like a library of books, shelf after shelf filled to the brim. When everything that seemed so dark had suddenly shed light, My Dad turns grey and helpless, like a child afraid of night.
And so the book of life reads on, each page of txt unknow. Our destiny each and everyones to us shall not be shown.
Take in your arms each day you live and treat it like your last. Look forward to the future and no longer dwell in the past.
I am yet to know and maintain the understanding 'what is past, remains past'. Live for today and do not dwell for this is the root of depression, not just in you but everyone you come in contact with... life goes on with or without you .