Rising DreamsI sit, I sat, I sought, and I saw, a little old man that named Rolo. He jump, he leap, and he skip then fell, on the ground where he cried out for help. I went to his aid but little did I know he was giggling the whole time that wicked Rolo. He told me sit down and stop looking so mean and look up at the sky and tell me what you see! When I did I couldn’t believe my eyes it was a city floating high in the sky! Rolo told me that this is the place where he was born the magical city of the rising dreams. And on that note Rolo vanish right before my eyes. Days has past and Rolo was nowhere to be seen until one day I saw him sitting high up in a tree, he looked down and said hey lad you finally found me! Now let’s go to the city of rising dreams.
Hot Out SideThe leaves on the trees hardly move!My shadow is as dark as the night sky!The heat can be seen in the distant.The water that comes from the tap it is boiling hot,The sweat races off my face,I can’t even count how many times it burnt my eyes.The fan is no use! Air condition would be nice.Contemplating on going to the beachJust cannot wait until it is cool outside!
1.Individual Nature1. Think not of those things that cause you worry but of the things that sound your mind.2. Things written on stone will remain in stone but things written on the sand shall be sweep away with the rising tide.3. Erase all fear; steal your heart to those desires that bind you to weakness.4. Ever trend is not to be followed, every follower is not meant to be led, while every leader is not meant to be followed.
In the momentIn a moment of weakness, my heart flutter for another even though it is own by my one true love. Time it self-seem to be at stand still as she walked pass and in that very moment my mind open up to a world without my one true love, and was rewritten anew with her the mystery woman in my life. I am ashamed for the thoughts that plague my mind but at the same time I am dumbfounded. As I come out of the daze I only catch a glimpse of her back as she walks away, the wind blows her hair to a side and as she runs her finger through her hair she turns her face just a bit, giving me a last moment of weakness. As she disappears in the crowd the weakness disappears with her and reality comes rushing back hitting me like a brick to the face, but the brick was really a hand, the hand of my love and in that moment my heart skips a beat. For the love of my life was never so clearer, making the mysterious woman a mere thought forgotten in the blink of my awakening!
CharacterErase all fear; steal your heart to those desires that bind you to weakness.