Taste of Success ~

The clouds are that of a mystery so high something untouchable that I can see as I fly. We dream of a life so effortless and challenge free, yet we continue to allow the struggles of yesterday and today derail the faith of you and me. I wake and smile as I can hear the birds wash in the morning dew, I can smell the success that lies ahead, I can feel the burdens of fear a distance away, I can touch anything that I believe yet trust in everything faithful and free. We must not allow the decisions we want to make, be driven by the mistakes we once made, we must trust that failure is growth and quitting is just that, quitting.