Saturday, November 6, 2010

The Rainy Day

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast.
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.
                                                            Henry Wadsworth Longfellow


There are a lot of moments in our life when we feel ourselves too lonely, too unneeded, too sad... It's difficult to fight with such feelings, especially when there is no help, when you have to overcome it by yourself. Everything seems to be too hard and inconceivable ; but we must fight. The whole life is a battlefield. On your way there are a lot of difficulties you come across; but the most important is to overcome a moment when you feel yourself the most powerless, when you think you are on the top of helplessness, because immediately thereafter things will be getting better, black stripes will change their colour into white. Time of your weakness will be far behind you;  moreover you will have to say: "I am a winner!!! I overcame the time of my weakness, I am strong, I didn't break down".

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