A friend once told me that I wish for more than what I deserve. In reality, what I'm wishing for is something that I know will eventually complement what I already have. It's a harsh reality when you know that what you are wishing for is something that might take a lifetime. What's harder is when you know that what you are fervently wishing for can never be, and will never ever be yours for the taking.
Acceptance of that fact came hard for me. Just like how pirates searched for the rainbow's end trying to find the pot of gold that our ancestors' imagination conjured. Like a leaf, wishing for freedom as it's end firmly held by the stem that nourished it until the leaf flourished, but when finally released from captivity brought about by a mere gust of wind, desperately cries for help because it knows that the consequence is for the leaf to wither and die. Then, the dawn of realization will come.
It's a lesson in life that I recently accepted. A lesson that took me a while to decipher the meaning. Thankfully, even though it brought me down on my knees, I learned. Learned that wishing can lead you to distraction. Learned that wishing can appease your fears. Learned that in wishing, life can be more than what we make out of it..
