They said if you climb way up to the mountains if your heart is grieving, you'll feel like it's the same as facing obstacles along your way through life. I made my own version of climbing the way to the top of that mountain. At first everything seems bright, the path is easier and wider without growing bushes or plants with thorns that might cut you.
You look at the clear blue sky and everything feels simple until the challenging path took over, you'll feel the heaviness of your shoulders, and more steep climb as you ascend within the unknown path. There are lots of growing bushes, sharp unpredictable thorns as you go along the way. Your breathing gets heavy and you start to feel the thirst but you cannot stop.
You ascend the path no matter how hard it may seem.
There's no turning back.
As you go along the way, you realized that the path is becoming more difficult but you're starting to get used at it. The heat of the sun that goes into your skin seems fine now. The path is unknown and you have no idea when will it stop.
Then you feel at ease looking at the meadow full of blooming flowers and butterflies, you heard the birds chirping and you felt sunshine under your skin. You roll along the grass and live in the moment wondering how you'd get there.
You suddenly felt alive.
You continued the journey and still you find yourself going back to the same steep road you used to go through, but this time everything felt easier and bearable. Everything feels natural despite the difficulty.
Suddenly, you stop to find yourself closer to the summit and when you've finally reach the top, you raised your flag and looked back.
You realized all you've lost and the path you've overcome.
