Some people do not have to search, for they find their niche early
in life, and the rest, they're seemingly contended and resigned. At
times I envy them but usually I do not understand them. I am one of
There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but
neither are we completely content. We continue to explore life,
hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore
ourselves hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we
are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power and unceasing motion, its
mystery, unspeakable beauty. We like forests, mountains, deserts,
hidden rivers and lovely cities as well. Our sadness is as much part
of our lives as our laughter; to share our sadness with the ones we
love is perhaps as great a joy as we know, unless it is to share our
laughter. We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, and
anything beautiful it can show us. Most of all we want to love and
be loved, to live in a relationship that will not impede our
wanderings and prevent our search. We do not want to prove ourselves
to others or compete for love.
This passage is for wanderers, dreamers and lovers who dare to ask
of life everything which is good and beautiful.
Yes there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on....