Chasing the Wind

There are times in life when we pursue things we want. We get caught up in them only to be shot down. Once we are shot down we get right back up, wounded, and continue to chase what we want. With every shot it becomes more painful to chase after the wind. I refer to the chasing as the wind because I don't know if it can ever be grasped. We take shot after shot and i wonder how long it is until we don't get back up. The only thing I have to trust in is God. He is all I need. Trust that my chasing is not in vein, it will lead me somewhere.

A man name Longfellow once said, "Perseverance is a great element of success. If only you knock long enough at the gate, you are sure to wake up somebody."

Blown Away

We are floating as wisps in the wind
Searching for anything
Blowing as blades of grass and flowers do

We leave of home in hope of something new
Then those warm winds of change bring us back home
Right where we began, right where we belong.