There has been quite of this endeavor of the things which pleases us too reach where the mind sets its goals . No matter how much it takes of us , how much it get in for us , we just want it to be and want it to happen .
A closet within us which never lets us to sleep at the end of the day for the interstitial moments of the awakening is the most of the thing we ever dreamt of . Of the induced spheres we've experienced in our still short lives , nothing can be unimaginable as we see the brightest star in making even the tiniest part of us . Nothing is perfect , nor one should be . Living in the secluded way , the peaceful one in the rush of the hours , is the best way of thinking that we can reach where we have to .
The mountains aren't so high ,
Nor the valleys so deep ,
Like the birds in the sky ,
We have our wings to keep ,
The wings to leap .
