Bucket Of Water

carrying a bucket of water up a hill... careful not to spill. whose life will i come in contact with today? and what kind of impact will i make? do i do enough? or am i deluding myself? do i really care? or am i just going through the motions? when someone talks, do i listen? when i listen, do i really hear? when someone is hurting, do i feel it? or am i so hardened and calloused from the battles, that i dont really feel much of anything? when someone else needs, do i take the time to really be there? or am i so blind that i just walk by? when this day is over, will i really have lived every moment? hard questions you ask yourself... carrying a bucket of water up a hill...