The answers are so far out of my reach. And just when I think I’ve grasped them, they disappear like the mist that settled itself into the valley- When your arms get tired from reaching out, put them down. When your eyes get sore from looking up, close them. And when your heart starts bleeding because others poke and prod, hide it; protect it. It is yours to keep. It is yours to shield. It is yours to embrace. Failures, mistakes, successes, joys, pains, and all.