This is the image of the day.What are the thoughts that come to your mind as you observe this image?. Include them in the comments
My Thoughts:
Words that come to my mind are Fire, Light, Red, Knowledge.
Fire is the only element among the five elements, that has the capability to reproduce, self sustain and only grow as long as it gets get oxygen, heat and fuel. Same is the case with Knowledge. Spread knowledge to "x" number of people, they give it to "y" number of people each. It only grows and multiplies. My Father used to say, that is the only thing that cannot be stolen from you, everything else I give you can be stolen.
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Team work is what comes to my mind!! For the candle to emit light energy, you need wax and wick, fire and air (Oxygen). But you need them in right proportions. A wick cannot be too thick and at the same time you need air but again too much of it can put it off. Similarly for any project to succeed you need good team players each of them co-operating with the other.
If that picture depicts me.
Mind , Body and Soul
The flame is the spirit, the soul, that is what matters in me. Wax is my body and mind.
If I am the flame. I just emit light to all and everyone around me has a shadow except me - Unless you take my flame and glow yourself. If you want to glow like me, please build a relationship with me. Likewise, if I want to glow like you, I will build a relationship with you and I absolutely want to glow - so I am certainly building a relationship with you.
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Poem by John Henry Newman(1801-1890):
Lead kindly light, amid the encircling gloom,
Lead though me on
The night is dark and I am far from home
Lead thou me on.
Keep thou my feet, I do not ask to see
The distant scene one step enough for me
I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou
Should'st lead me on.
I loved to choose and see my path but now,
Lead Thou me on.
I loved the garish day, and spite of fears
Pride ruled my will, remember not past years
So long Thy powers has blest me,
Sure it still will lead me on.
O'er moon and fern, o'er crag and torrent, and till the night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile.
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile.
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Fire has always awed humanity. Man is either its master or its slave; it's symbolic in many aspects, and a widely used metaphor - passion, ire, knowledge, spirit; Heaven's blessing, an artist's masterly stroke, a poet's inspiration, man's tool; it's containable, it contains, it's within, it's without.
That is what I would like to be one with.
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