In our very presence, goals diminish, strategies crumble and our only candle burns down. Meanwhile, our hearts are constantly filled with hope, the hope that the candlewax will eventually come together. Hardly do we remember that no ladder can be ascended with hands in the pockets. Astonishingly, just some miles from anywhere, somebody flourishes, objectives met, ‘near the edge of contentment’ we perceive, and we see the extent to which life is meant to be in our perspective. Here the candle light is vivid and the peak so close, just that it is through a glass darkly. The later inspires us that greater fortune awaits us all, whether true or not who knows? We can only afford whispering, ‘I can’t wait’.
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