Life, again..

9 in the morning,
I've freshened up and am wide awake,
wishing for a hope,
the hope of a life that ended to begin
again..

Now I'm staring thru my windows,
into the light blue sky,
wandering thru the flow of clouds,
flowing towards the west
with all the sense of knowing,
and the sense of possibilities,
a thunderstorm is coming my way
again..

But this is not what I wanted,
just to wish for a hope of a life,
and to prepare for that thunderstorm,
that no matter what it will cause the end,
end of a life,
and most of all the end of my wish of hope..
Again..

As hours pass,
and as the sun rises,
glaring straight into my eyes.
A cycle of life,
the glare made me realized.
From the beginning til you reach the end,
you cant change what has ended,
and as the saying brought down to us by our ancestors;
when its meant to be,
its just bloody hell meant to be!

Take a deep breath and relax,
the secrets unfold.
It states;
"YES YOU CANT CHANGE WHAT HAS ENDED,
BUT YOU COULD CHANGE WHAT HAD BEGUN."

Like the sun,
we could rise up with strength and power.
And like the sun again,
it knows life do begins and it ends.
It knows that when a thunderstorm hits,
it will hit hard and,
the sun weakens and falls.
It suddenly hit me,
that's life!

Putting behind all that has happened,
the sun moves on,
and again,
it will rise and shine brightly,
glaring straight into,
another ones wishing eyes..

Its life, again..