by Anne Thrasher

Created on: June 03, 2009

How are we to know what is and what isn't part of the plan.

Can we really ever be sure?

There are times in which I think it is all laid out before me.

Then there are times when I know I am on my own and will forever be

Why does the pain exist, we ask.

No one is around to answer.

Where has everyone gone?

I wonder if it matters at all.

Then I look around and everyone I love is here.

They may not be in the room. That is okay.

They may be miles or states away but I feel them in my heart.

And I know that it is easier to love than to be loved.

Because to be loved is to be put upon a pedestal, from which the fall is too great.

How can we ever measure up to the expectations of those who love us?

We must keep trying. Our love will guide the way. Of this, I am sure.

How happy we would be if things were as simple as we want them.

What a joke it would be on ourselves if we received every wish we ever hoped for.

How empty would life be if there were nothing left to dream of achieving.

Could we go on in a world where we had accomplished everything we ever hoped to.

I think not.

The dream is that pentacle.

Everything else is downhill once we have achieved the goal.

Trust me on this one and you will not be betrayed.

Life is for living, in order to live we must have our dreams.

What else is there really?

Nothing I say.

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