You sit there, under a myriad stars, from the top of a skyscraper and gazing in the direction of the dimly-lit horizon.
You know your dreams are there, somewhere. It’s all a blur, out there in the dark blue horizon. In your overconfidence, you stare at the distance and in vain will it into your arms. Just as the world optioned to choose few to represent the plausibility of dreams, you chose to believe that you were special, are special, and are going to be more than the rest of your peers combined.
Is it placebo? Or is it the self-fulfilling prophecy? None could tell but in retrospect.
And the stars they answered. The skies darken and the call to arms ascends beyond the reaches of your hearts. For fortune truly favored not the brave alone, as is widely known under the constellations and through ages old. What then, makes the difference? What inspires the stars, among a billion others, to smile upon none but you?
Simply there is none brighter than the shine of a heart of gold. Not the opulence of a royal palace, nor the glimmer of diamonds; these do not resonate with the stars, not as a heart does, and when your heart glows – the light shines through you and your eyes glimmer like the most beautiful jewel on Earth.
So look out there into the horizon, look out there into the unknown depths of the constellations, and let your dream come alive. You may not be able to will the future into your arms, but you can definitely be honest to your heart, and shine.