The wind blows..

The wind blows..

Over the harsh times - reminding how I fought them out..
and over the good ones.. yet not letting me bask in the warmth..

Bringin back memories - good and bad, but drifts them away..
Not letting them linger too long, reminding me to just move on ahead..

They say its part of life - the crests and troughs, highs and lows..
easy to say, but hard it gets when you gotta face the blows..

Leaving behind the rough road that was traveled upon,
blowing the dust off my face, pushing me to just tread on..

As the blast of the air tries to overpower my will,
unaware that i am prepared for the climb uphill..

I keep walking, my goal in my sight..
the wind still blows, with all its might..