Hope Springs Eternal

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n bad for everyone. I acquiesced. This year has been terrible for me. But I remember that last November had brought its own shadows, too..</p><p id="f4c4">To all who are going through hell and back now, in whichever way, I would like to tell them to keep faith, and not crumple or crumble beneath the onslaught of bad luck or bad circumstances. Keep faith: not because January is another month, or 2022 another year, but because, into every life, a little rain must fall and every parade will be rained on…</p><p id="6f98">If you are keeping track of your life’s journey, highlight its joys and its ups, in the same way, that you notice its troughs of despair and its downs. Count the smiles and the laughter, not just the tears and the sighs. Notice the hearts you have won, not the people who may have left you in the lurch. Don’t grieve so much for what you have lost, that you fail to see the beauty and graciousness that still exist in your life.</p><p id="44e8">There is only so much indifference that a loving heart can take before they give up on you. Once a patient soul turns away from you because of your pursuit of the transitory, momentary sparkling ‘diamonds’, there will be a hole in your life bigger than all the continents put together, metaphorically speaking. There are only so many times good human beings will keep k

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nocking at your door, hoping that you will open it.</p><p id="b069">Once they turn away from you, NOTHING will bring them back.</p><p id="f47c">There is so much talk of throwing away the ‘clutter in your life when the year ends. I think we also need to know what is NOT clutter so that it continues to be a part of our life. Don’t throw those away ‘by mistake.’ Recognize that they are the breath of your life. Keep them close.</p><p id="6e1e">There are many diamonds…but there is only one Sun.</p><p id="b1c5"><a href="https://readmedium.com/dreams-e171e6137431">©️ <i>2021 Suma Narayan. All Rights Reserved.</i></a></p><p id="627f">Shoutout to <a href="undefined">Dazzling Shene</a> for her timely reminder about time, in this dazzling piece of poetry:</p><div id="7bf9" class="link-block"> <a href="https://dazzlingshene.medium.com/the-sands-of-time-83464e452ba1"> <div> <div> <h2>The sands of time</h2> <div><h3>A look in the mirror</h3></div> <div><p>dazzlingshene.medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/1*goDYbZULUkLiheRkrJpmJQ.jpeg)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

Hope Springs Eternal

Today is the 6th of December.

The year is winding to a close and waiting in the wings, is a new one, full of promise and hope.

We need to switch off our mobiles and all things electronic and gaze out of the window at any green growing entity. Anything at all. We need to look at them changing before our eyes, every day.

There are old trees and old leaves, withered flowers, and rotten fruits, and they are all dropping and drooping.

They fall; and in an endless, eternal pattern of death and life, destruction and creation, there is a small, barely perceptible hint of trembling green, waiting to take its place.

Two weeks ago, an ex-student, attending one of my impromptu Literature classes, in Starbucks, one who does me the supreme honour of calling me ‘teacher’ instead of the generic ‘miss’, ‘madam’ or ‘ma’am’, stated that this year has been bad for everyone. I acquiesced. This year has been terrible for me. But I remember that last November had brought its own shadows, too..

To all who are going through hell and back now, in whichever way, I would like to tell them to keep faith, and not crumple or crumble beneath the onslaught of bad luck or bad circumstances. Keep faith: not because January is another month, or 2022 another year, but because, into every life, a little rain must fall and every parade will be rained on…

If you are keeping track of your life’s journey, highlight its joys and its ups, in the same way, that you notice its troughs of despair and its downs. Count the smiles and the laughter, not just the tears and the sighs. Notice the hearts you have won, not the people who may have left you in the lurch. Don’t grieve so much for what you have lost, that you fail to see the beauty and graciousness that still exist in your life.

There is only so much indifference that a loving heart can take before they give up on you. Once a patient soul turns away from you because of your pursuit of the transitory, momentary sparkling ‘diamonds’, there will be a hole in your life bigger than all the continents put together, metaphorically speaking. There are only so many times good human beings will keep knocking at your door, hoping that you will open it.

Once they turn away from you, NOTHING will bring them back.

There is so much talk of throwing away the ‘clutter in your life when the year ends. I think we also need to know what is NOT clutter so that it continues to be a part of our life. Don’t throw those away ‘by mistake.’ Recognize that they are the breath of your life. Keep them close.

There are many diamonds…but there is only one Sun.

Shoutout to Dazzling Shene for her timely reminder about time, in this dazzling piece of poetry: