anchor dropped…
disappointments come at some time in our lives. an excuse
was to reason out that it was caused deliberately or subconsciously by elements
of misleads. then we would found ourselves standing still, staring, stunned, in
the shattered desire that we endowed but never kept back.
should we think of another beginning would mean another
struggle. risking all that hopes can afford. set sail again, and the anchor we wish
would be dropped at last at the sound ocean of calm waters and find
contentment.
then hope that we shall never fall again in misleading pursuit
of more ideal aspiration without the clear threshold of life in its path.
