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The Soul's Journey
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat
With the hope of a great reward to all the sacrifices.
Every heart that gave all it's best,
Wands not in pain to the failures,
For it lingers in the stream of positivity,
Which flows to the mind.
Scrutinizing every chance it brings,
And every story it creates.
It sets it paces not on the road of depression,
And guides it's mind from negative criticism,
Which breaks down the urge to strive on.
It listens with rapt attention to the provocating rules of life,
But fears not to explore,
To break the norms set in the minds of the majority.
It deminishes not in time with the challenges it faces,
And coils back not into it's shell,
Marking each passing time,
A stage in development.
It forgoes the pains it harbours,
And turns not only to the sweeter side of the journey,
But to the bitter end too,
Making each part count.
For without such,
The journey towards success will be meaningless.
And in the end,
A disappointed gain,
Which makes the soul a fragile one.
© Henrietta Otu
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