My Life's Journey

You may say no one on this earth is alone.
With the mountains, river, trees and birds, a part of us
True, they go on without stopping 
To take notice of one solitary soul.
So, thus, that one solitary soul can feel very much alone.
She watches the trees grow stronger each year,
Fresh green leaves in the spring
To change to wonderful colors in the autumn
And then fall to the ground, to replenish the soil.
Birds sing, make their nests and raise their young, 
And perhaps
Stop for a brief moment to give you a curious stare.
The flowers also follow their seasonal cycle,
Full bloom to winter sleeping.
I, too, am part of that cycle, 
Although mine is not bound by seasons,
But life, my life. Days and days, months and months,
Turning into years.
In the middle of the forest, I stand, amid the nature around me,
The nature that symbolizes my life.
I, too, have grown, like the trees. And I have sung with the birds.
Bloomed with the flowers. Slept in the winter.
Now my time has come. The cycle has brought me to this place.
I look upward for what I am missing, to fill the void inside me.
The clouds look back at me, with no answers. But seem to smile.
I feel comforted, wrapped around me is God's creations.
But yet the heart beating inside me knows there is more, 
Much more.
It is warm and full of love, full of emotions and feelings.
Wanting to share this love with more
Than just the nature around me.
Smiling, I close my eyes, and breathe deeply.
Filling my lungs with nature's energy.
And know that God has brought me this far,
He will continue my journey.

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