Seasons turn , So do years . Nothing ever , Remains the same . Stuck in records Of the past , The only gain , Is infinite pain . Letting go is tough , So is holding on . There is always , A path available , Out there to walk on . Sometimes the feet Sink in , sometimes float . Sometimes they stumble , Sometimes not . Yet each step leads closer , To where you are Finally meant to be . Journeys are endless , Destination just one . At the end of the road , It will be only peace , That you would want . Trust your being , Learn to flow with the flow . Afterall ...... Life never promised You that it would be all rosy , aglow . Yet ... She still offers second chances to those who seek and believe .