stay with me, hold on the through out the way; the <br />flow awaits every strength to pass for each path the <br />current emptied the spot <br /> <br />full out everything what you have, the bucket is in <br />a hurry, full of sand and the rope never give up to <br />stand, until the conveyor becomes heavy, as the <br />sun is high your thirst seems to lonely <br /> <br />many have come to remember, but only few have <br />return, for the string they have bring is not as easy <br />to regain, life come and go and never it stop until <br />the victory comes in top, just like to any dream in <br />the mind it remain <br /> <br />as life express the build in stamina, to face of what <br />is tomorrow the struggle continue to zip the oozing <br />shadow of vigor filaments of flame to reach the <br />wondering enlightenment of changing energy driven <br />life of destiny ends <br /> <br />now and let the movement hold my breath to reach <br />my destination, and come to my senses in the most <br />spectacular splendid light, waiting every edge of my <br />tangled force to reach my devotion of attainment <br /> <br />lay every heart to pursue your dream of what you <br />wish.........<br /><br />Antonio Liao<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ziplining/
