To: a lost soul

From : a lost soul

You cannot be what you are not destined to be darling. You can fight you can scream you can
plead and yell but you cannot be what you are not destined to be. I repeat You cannot be who
you are not. Life comes at you in gusts of winds suddenly sometimes hard and cold others soft
and warm, thou it doesn't matter how life brushes past you what matters is how you feel the
breeze will you choose to dance with the burst of air that set sail along your skin or will you
stand like a stone in a forest with the wind pushing you further back. I hope you dance and sway
like the tree tops. Or swish silently in the wind like the first fallen leaf of fall but if by chance you
are the stone i hope you challenge the wind i hope you push back harder and harder each time
until you can dance with life.