we can wish for a lot of things. we depend on it. we strive for it. we take precious hours of our time just hoping, pleading, and wishing. seeing as if we don't think that we accomplish what we want with our own power, it leads us to wish.
we have so many different ways of wishing. like blowing out candles on a birthday, but you can't tell your wish or it won't come true. don't tell me that every time you kept it to yourself, that it came true. not all wishes are favored, or well thought out, or even realistic in any sense. yet we still cross our fingers, knock on wood, throw salt on our back, and even look on the clock, hoping that it's 11:11 so you can make a wish.
you don't need a silly clock to make a wish. you don't even need to wish.
wishes are silly. they're hopeful, but silly. even with knowing how silly they are, even i still wish. i wish all the time. because there are things that i want in the world that i know i can't get unless i hope. unless i wish. unless i try.
yet, trying leads me to another dead end. then i scramble around the maze, trying to find my way out, like a mouse that runs around to find the exit with the cheese at the end. with the prize.
i want the prize. that's all i dream and strive for, my prize. my winnings. my favor. yet i try and try and try, and so far it just keeps slipping through my fingers like soap or like water.
i ask myself, am i ever going to reach solid ground, and stop trying to find the clouds? stop trying to fly? stop trying to be free? seems impossible to think otherwise.
does no one fight for what they want anymore?
with love and light,
eve morgan
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