Throw the Dice

Throw the Dice
by Francine Caram

Life is as sweet as the timbre of one’s first horse-back ride, simply hysterical. You don’t know where your horse will take you, sometimes we aren’t able to control it or want to forfeit, but we come to realize we’ve gone far, too far to turn back.

The longer we ride, the easier it is for us to get a hang of it. Hold it’s rope light, for it shall stop, because the only emperor that can control one’s life is the person himself. It’s difficult to reminisce how far one has gone and vague to determine how far he’ll have to go.

There are times when hardship would you fall, but then it’s up to you if you’d want to get on it again. The past isn’t simply a mile gone to waste, for in this journey life’s faithful hooves leave a mark every inch of our journey.

Most of us seek for perfection, for wanted success, but then it’s about time we realize that success isn’t a destination, rather an invisible path.


We are the artists of our life, and to journey the paint brush is destined for mankind. We may go fast or choose to travel slow, but the path that lays underneath the sun remains a mystery. One’s perseverance can never be determined until the time it is put to the test. Keep going, for you can never tell if this would be your last ride, so throw the dice, for life’s a gamble. Take a bet!