Unwinding your voyage in time, the starting shore seems like a stranger now — the thoughts you had then & the end you versioned there, it all remains untouched.
May be, you’ve cruised off to someplace else…
’Never mind!’ does not help your mind (anymore). Your aspirations have gone through all the phases from cradle to grave; they have been bruised & forgotten. And now, they only swear to rekindle till you know & love them all over again.
May be, that’s the power of a wish…
Grasping the signal, you garner all the mental guts that look dusted, but, you’ve bargained to skip the ramparts now.
May be, that’s what they call being strong…
Sitting with a blank paper, you take a closer look – you don’t really see the void but, illustrations of your soul, dreams & a priceless package of experiences – YES, you see ‘em all! The page only grows on you now.
May be, it’s ready to hold a stellar story…
Draping everything you’ve had in life till the very moment, you decide to pen a new allegory wherein stands firm a melting pot of the past, present and future. You take a vow to regret less with each passing day, taste success in every li’l thing you do and embrace the ceaseless harshness that time offers to let it bloom into a passing moment.
May be, you now know that happiness is a magnet and often, just a blink away…
You mentally note a dictum – ‘If you love life, it will love you right back’ and meet a key cognizance – Pain is inevitable, Suffering is optional. You turn your wounds into wisdom, look beyond the trials and quote with a glow and a smile,
“May be, when all else is lost, the future still remains…” :)