To Life...

Some dreams are simple every day wishes and yet so rare. A desire to breathe cool, fresh air, sit under bright blue skies, soak in the warmth of the sun, gentle breeze blowing, a display of nature at it's best, blending into subtleties of human existence, eyes closed, mind at rest. A sense of calm, peace, of a spotless mind that can absorb the surroundings and appreciate every element of it. A simple wish of feeling light enough to float in air.

This wish of mine was fulfilled by accomplishment. An achievement of making something out of myself. Of coloring my canvas with my favorite scheme of colors and loving the image that the random splashes and strokes finally created. A feeling of content. This feeling opened up the pair of invisible eyes that nest within the mind. The pair that truly lets you unfold life in it's vigor and savor it. Content came to me with accomplishment. But, the enigma of content is such, that for each one, it accompanies a different element. 

It's funny how infinitesimal changes in the story of your life determine your ability to fulfill your own wishes and empower you to breathe life into your very own dreams.