Tina's Blog

Though I know I am not there. Though I know it will take long. Though those leaves keep falling down,  and growing up again,  as I walk down this path. It is a long journey, and I am walking on, to the peak. No matter what comes, walking on with my head held high, I walk towards the peak,  with no fear.

I see over on through these windows, The dawning sun today, Though it is bright enough, I cannot see the day.   Over the nights I wonder, Whether it was all a lie, For a see-through glass Can hide it all the way.   The water is clear   I can see the deep bottom. But still, what I can see is My own reflection.   The day is full of light But through the misty clouds, I can’t make through. Though it is dark at night, Dark is all I can make through.