As the season pass, I realise that I'm no longer the person which I have been. I look in the mirror and I no longer know who I have become. Maybe the transition was too quick. Maybe I'm just transformed into what I am suppose to be.
No longer am I an Ugly Duckling. Now I am a graceful swan ready for the world!
With wings that spreads wide, I hope to break limits and shield my loved ones.
With autumn painting colors of gold on the trees, winter is sure to strip it naked. The wind brings chills from afar, sending the first flakes down to earth. Then, what once was a canvas of colors will be covered in a blanket of white.
And so, before the array of colors disappear, I'd like to enjoy the last warm rays of sun on my skin.
1 comment:
A rare gem that is hard to find in this academy which focuses strongly on science and facts. Life here is indeed like the seasonal cycle, and to have it compared to a man's individual development is simply beautiful and aptly written. There is nothing more that we can ask of from the author of this remarkable piece. Bravo!
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