How High is Your Mountain Click the rose to hear the midi Power of Love

High and low, love and hate, how not alike but the same they are. If we had never climbed the mountain, how are we to know how low the valley? If we had not suffered the pain of heartache, how are we to know the wonder of true love? 'Tis safer to hide from the world in an illusion of contentment, but then what have we to say of life other than the safe haven we have endured? Thus climb the highest mountain Forge the depths of the sea Living life Loving love Knowing you have endured the worst Lived for the best In a life that is meant to be. ©Sonji Rush

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