“the path is lost, and I’ve become part of the wreckage − another meaningless casualty.”

“the path is lost, and I’ve become part of the wreckage − another meaningless casualty.”

“And the drops of rain. They are delicate, at first, their splashes graceful against pavement. Soon, though, the soft patter grows into a furious storm.”

“the path is lost, and I’ve become part of the wreckage − another meaningless casualty.”

“I am not powerless.”