Lose

I believe I am naive. For believeing that I would not change. But we know that is not true now, do we?

There are times when circumstances force us to change. Force is a rather strong word, isn’t it? I would rather the world don’t change me. I would rather I change the world. But a boy with nothing more than mere naivety would not dream of changing the world. Unless of course he is sleeping to dream.

Ideals. They are as strong as sand castle in face of rushing waves. It may stand the onslaught of cruel reality but, who knows? Rainbows don’t last for long, do they? But as funny as it may sound, rainbows do appear after the most horrendous of storm.

Dear God, grant me strength to not lose my self in face of turbulence. Let me discern the pretenders. Give me the the courage to stand my ground, but most important ,give me the wisdom to bend necessarily.