Winding Road
by Louie Marcelo
July 21, 2010
It is indeed a long, and winding road. Well, at least from my view. I can still remember the trainer wheels on my bike. When it seems that I would just be biking freely, but, in fact, my Dad is holding my shirt.
Now, I am by myself. Oh yes! Freedom to make a sharp turn, stir on one hand and pedal like no tomorrow. I can just feel the gush of adventure in the air.
Then, it came into me that there is no turning back, only forward. I am really on my own.
How did these people ahead of me gain that strength? When this journey will end? Where is this road taking me… us?
So many questions are rushing into my head right now. Should I stop and rest for a while? Or, should I just keep on going?
However, someone is pushing my bike. It is a warm presence, that calms my restless heart and mind. And, it told me to be patient, still and… To just follow the lighted path.
Photo taken at Lapu-Lapu, Cebu Province, Philippines
