We'll never ever know...

how long must you wait for the storm to finally pass through? seems an eternity has crept by, and all the while the shore slipping away with the constant slamming of swells.

how can the bird fly when its feathers were destined to burn and fade?

how can the tree grow when its leaves were destined to be pruned even before they had the chance to unfurl ?

rising up with force for an untouched, untainted beginning. out stretched arms to pierce though the glass cage laid out before birth.

no longer willing to be bound up with your past. you laid your paths out they way you both chose and mine will not be swayed by yours. change is never to far out of your grasp. but i will not be there to help extend the reach...its now my own turn to lay my path.