the feeling of solitudinous hit today...and the experience was daunting.
a cold chill went down the spine...reminding the days to come wont be easy.
suddenly it struck...and struck hard.
the warrior is alone...wandering in dark valleys, he has to walk thru the night, survive unknown dangers...fend unseen predators and make his way to the top of hill...where the cherished fruit rests.
Conviction, Courage and Confidence will be his only companions through the journey.
its a tough world out there...and solace will be difficult to find...at the end there will be warmth and peace...but for now I can only recite the following lines by Robert Frost:
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
and miles to go before I sleep. "
and yes... in all this never forget...the warrior is still a child!!!
