When...
you look the path you've walk...
you've crossed the creek...
you've crossed the meadow...
you've crossed the juicy berry bush...
you've crossed under the tree where the bee hive is...
you've crossed the thorny bush that scratch you badly....
you've bumped into decaying log...
you've fall onto muddy waterhole...
You've cried of pain...
You've sob of sorrow...
You've taste delicious joy...
You've laugh of beautiful sight...
You've wonder why those enchanting rose you wanted so bad is out of reach that would never be yours...
You've wonder why you always fall even you tried your best not to...
You've wonder and wonder...but you never get satisfied with the answer...
Hush dear ... you never know what has been destined for you...
You might fall now, you might hurt now, you may cry, you may misery...
But it worth world for you...cos you never know a few of bees sting required to have pot of honey
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