One day, a mayfly said this to a moth drawn to a flame.
“you know that flame is a trap set by humans. It’s not like you only live for a day as I do. Why would you want to throw yourself at the flame knowing that you’ll die?” The moth said, “the flame is too beautiful not to throw myself at. There’s no beauty without pain.
One day, when I decide to stop running from my fears and love, I see myself saying this
“Would this road lead me to a fire pit? I’m a little scared, but I’ll go down this road.”