Going After the Glory in Pursuit of a Promise

As the petals of our lives unfold and we absorb the due drops of each new day, it is meshing of the heart that forms the treasure chest that carries the memories that we both cherish and abhor, and as the petals begin the fall from the cluster, we are left with the stem and the choice of whether to return it to the earth from whence it came or put it in a vase as a vague remembrance of that which was once a thing of beauty – and whether it brings us joy or sorrow, depends wholly upon the value we ascribed to it in life – more so than that which it became in death.  Cherish the highlights of the day and store them well with the past, because like the bad memories of any day, the good ones will also last.  Hold fast to the promise that is yours alone to receive and do not let the pursuit of money be your blind guide, but a very pleasant companion that is well endowed with promise and freely shares with you the reward that comes through embracing the values of living a purposeful life.