MUST BE THE REASON
When a baby bird falls from the tree before it learns to fly, there must be a reason.
If you start out on the right path, and end up on the wrong side, there must be a reason.
When flowers bloom and look up to the sky, there must be a reason.
But when you learn to fly, end up on the right side, look up to the sky, and have faith in yourself, and believe in God.
That must be the reason.