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- Life is your own choice -



As long as the water flows,
It's pure water.
It flows with pride and beauty,
It's essential for the existence of life on Earth,
There's no words to describe how useful it is.
But if the water gets stagnated,
It's impure water.
It becomes the home for germs,
The causer of various diseases,
It's useless water which needs to be purified.
But in both situations it's water,
Only difference is that one flows and the other is stagnated.
As long as water is evaporated to the sky,
It reaches its heights and forms the fluffy clouds,
I'm pretty sure that most of us,
Before learning that clouds are the combination of evaporated water,
We all wanted to touch the clouds,
And live on the clouds in our beautiful little age,

But what happens to the water that do not evaporate,
It's used by human,
It's wasted by human,
It's ruined by human,
It's not wanted for anything anymore,

But slowly this water that's left down on Earth,
Stagnated, used, wasted and ruined by human,
Evaporates with time and purifies themselves,
It forms the water cycle to help all living creatures and saves itself,

As long as the water forms the roaring waves,
So rough, so salty and filled with it's unique beauty,
People rarely think of using it or destroying it,
But they do enjoy the beauty of that water more often,
This water too engage in the water cycle,

For the betterment of human and of nature.
The same applies to the human life,
As long as u flow and reach up to your heights, which should always be the sky,
You will win and enjoy your life.

But as long as u are stagnated and forget about reaching the sky,
You will be considered as the useless water.
Whatever situation u go through now,
Never forget that even though the process is long or it takes much time all forms of water is involved in the water cycle,

It's always your choice to choose your path not the choice of anyone around,
Life always flows in the direction you choose,
Good or bad, right or wrong,
Your life is your choice...


-Debra R. N. Ludwick-

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