The Path of Life

The path of life is not a smooth stone walkway. It is a dirt "path", if you could even call it that. Weeds growing in every direction, catching your feet as you try to move on. A path in the middle of the jungle, stranded, and threatened by every life force. It had sudden, unexpected turns and twists, sometimes turning you in the wrong direction. However, little pretty flowers grow at the edges of the worn down path. Beautiful little flowers lighting up your way, always keeping a smile on your face. Finally, you come to the end of the horrid path. A huge valley, scattered with the flowers, welcoming you. The huge, and shining bright sun, high in the sky. This is where you will stay, forever more.