I aimed for red—
sunset bleeding orange and fire,
a perfect contrast.
Then it changed.
Green.
I almost didn’t take the shot.
But I did.
And now I see more than I planned—
not colour,
but a path.
A horizon waiting.
We spend so long waiting for the perfect red,
the perfect moment,
the perfect sign—
but life doesn’t wait.
It turns green.
And every green light
leads to the horizon.
So go.
They come,
They go.
Like the seasons change to and fro.
Learn to hold on dearly,
To those who have stayed.
And when to let go.
Of who no longer serves you,
And of what has walked away.
Take each lesson,
Savour the time.
Infinite memories,
Stashed away in your wild heart.
Open your soul,
To a fresh start.
Guide yourself,
On your path to glory.
And only take in,
What feeds your soul.
And ignites your fire,
For passion, creativity and love.
Burn brightly,
And with no shame.
Celebrate with the people,
who will walk through hell and back with you,
And brighten your day.
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