There are things we do just because we love to do them. Somehow, they become a part of us. Even when the music ends, we still hear the song.
Obstacles are put in our path, some that seem insurmountable. Yet, our passions push us to overcome. And then, we get past what is in our way.
It is not through vainglory that we attempt to do the impossible. Something deeper inspires us to persevere. That is why we cannot be stopped.
Money and power will only take you so far. Once they are attained, the victory will ring hollow. For such things cannot motivate one to endure.
Often, success is the prelude to despair. When what one wants fails to satisfy, what is left? You only really have what you have brought with you.
Passion is like the mythical bird, constantly returning from the ashes. To fly, you need only to spread your wings. Up in the clouds, one soars free.
Hey, not bad! I liked it! People need to just do what they were born to do and push past all the naysayers. Who cares about them anyways?
ReplyDeleteThere will always be those who will tell you not to do something. Those who do what they love put them to shame. But when you hear the music, you know what to do.
DeleteEveryone's song is different, some may try to fill your heart with their own but our passion can never be replaced with a imitation. Our passion is what is left when all else is gone.
ReplyDeleteWhen it gets rough, passion is what brings you back to what you love. It is deeply personal, and that is why others do not share it. They would be best served by cultivating their own.
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