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The Field of Hope

In blissful dreams we envision an alpine field filled with wild flowers the colors of red, blue and yellow scattered throughout the resplendent scene. It is the field of hope in which the red flowers are the heart and soul of man and are scented with compassion, love and warmth. The blue ones are soothing and cool, they make the pathway of life smoother to follow and provide calmness during strife and calamity. Our eyes to the world are the yellow flowers, these are the blossoms which see truth and goodness in a world of chaos. When we wake up from our celestial reverie, and face another day, we know that we have walked through the field of hope which helps us endure the challenges of a life-long ascent to the pinnacle of our finality.

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