As a child I always wondered what's behind the clouds, from where the light is coming, there was this curiosity to look beyond the clouds, a curiosity to know where sun went after evening, a curiosity to look for the light, beyond the darkness. I wonder if all of us have done or felt the same? And if yes, where did we lost it on the way of maturing ourselves? In the name of being matured we started living with the darkness, we no longer try to look for a light/New path/new way/ beyond our darkness.
We all liked being that kid deep inside down, then why not be like it when needed?
I still try to look beyond the end, beyond the dark, beyond the clouds, beyond the stop to anything, because I feel the sun comes up again, and there will be light.