We search far; when we are vigilant.
But, when we let down our guards down.
Our aspirations or game taunt us
This is an unending cycle.
There is a point of reprieve.
Where both the hunted or hunter engage in armistice
And surrender to the whims of fortune.
Yet,serendipity, has its rules
You must leave your comfort zone
That fortune may smile on you
Misses mean you are near in the first place.
And could as well, have a chance for another shot.
Photo credit: Pending.
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