“A flame is capricious and transient”
Life can be extraordinary; it can be dull. There are moments of pleasure and those, which scar us deeply with pain. Yet, for all the long summer days and cold winter nights, life is gone all too quickly. The strange incongruity of life is that it seems so abundant in the living, as if it will just continue to be there, whilst actually remaining so finite.
We are deceived so completely into thinking that death is something that happens to other people, that we may even put off living. We focus on mundane chores, getting tangled up in the ‘stuff’ that appears urgent, but is really just a distraction. By the time we make enough space to comprehend our own mortality, however, it can for some be too late to affect any real change. For those of us who grasp some tangible experience of our life in the context of greater vision, we grow to appreciate how fleeting life is.
For no matter how brightly the candle burns, the flame is unpredictable and transitory… it will eventually go out. Now, this may seem to be morbid, but as you truly comprehend how brief a human lifetime is, you gather to you a sense of urgency. It is this profound emotional force that will compel you to value every flicker of light the flame offers, before the darkness finally comes.