I ran through valleys to find your will and swam through oceans to find your hope. I searched the towns and its people to find the old you.
But I was lost in my own track of struggle and want. I only managed to care about what I wanted.
And what I wanted was behind the million of trees which stood in front of me.
It's hard to tackle your biggest fear especially when it's stood in front of your very own eyes. I don't know wether I should tackle my fear with ego, love or patience.
Luckily my ego is much smaller and weaker than my patience.
So I decided to tackle this fear with patience.
But clearly the trees didn't move themselves,so I have to move the trees or find a different way out of it.
But finding different paths is very hard once you know which path you really want.
I couldn't find any other solution to this one of my fears.
However my patience kept tugging on my sleeve and it gave me the impression that I have tons of patience in me.
So I guess I waited for the tress to part, to give me a way or to just move.
But this wasn't the right path.
I had to find my own way through this.
So I challenged the trees with love.
But not everyone is touched with love and not everyone has weak ego in them, some people have very strong and powerful ego in them or sometimes they ego just takes control of their say and actions.
So I then challenged the trees with respect and personal space and also with care.
But then again not everyone is touched with care and respect and sometimes they have more important things to worry about.
That's the main reason I turned to patience.
So for now I'm waiting for the trees to move.
Or...
I'm waiting for the person at the other side of the trees to find a way out.
