Opportunities

Yesterday's life faded at the horizon. Just like the clouds where in one time they looked like cotton, or cherubs or gods and in other times looked like demons in wrath; after some time they disintegrate to change their forms a bit too slow or a bit too fast. Courtesy of the wind, and life's like that. Dreams and ambitions are like that. Be they go with the wind or against it, after some time, they change. They change, not because we are giving them up but because they need to adopt on what they should be. I learned from the clouds, the wind taught me that.

Today, I must focus on what I want and what were left at my side. I need to gather all the broken parts, salvage the necessary and let go of the memories of the missing ones. I will get by and will somehow survive. Just as the ocean has survived, where it had always been there taking care of ---but sometimes just taking--- lives. And all those times, the clouds are mirrored in its waters, duplicating the sight and movement from above.

My soul will stop bleeding, the heartaches will soon be gone; realizing that tomorrow offers a bunch of good opportunities to make another brand new start. (Aileen)