Just wishing you a beautiful day, or as seems more likely where you are, a beautiful night! But carry the wish over to a beautiful morning, and then the day that follows, beautiful as well.
Wishes are fragile things, yet somewhat elastic.
Think back now over the wishes you have made in your life. How many came true when you weren't looking? How many refused to, no matter that you never stopped trying. How many were made desperately, devoutly in one moment, and then - miracle- fulfilled! Within so short a space that they seemed foreordained and perhaps, credit given to fate that really should have gone to the wish.
And then look out and think of every walking, working, wondering body, surrounding the space around you, each moving in separate trajectory, each a repository of wishes - not like yours, though?
Who can say?
All we get to see is what came true.
My wish for you: that there is beauty for you to see, in everything you ever or never wished for, and in all that came true.
Wishes are fragile things, yet somewhat elastic.
Think back now over the wishes you have made in your life. How many came true when you weren't looking? How many refused to, no matter that you never stopped trying. How many were made desperately, devoutly in one moment, and then - miracle- fulfilled! Within so short a space that they seemed foreordained and perhaps, credit given to fate that really should have gone to the wish.
And then look out and think of every walking, working, wondering body, surrounding the space around you, each moving in separate trajectory, each a repository of wishes - not like yours, though?
Who can say?
All we get to see is what came true.
My wish for you: that there is beauty for you to see, in everything you ever or never wished for, and in all that came true.
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