Storytelling
There was a man who saw the world for its potential.
To him, everything around him was beautiful because
of what it could become, and every day, he used his hands,
his mind, his imagination, his tools, to nudge
the big, unwieldy world into the shape he hoped to see,
to smooth its edges and to straighten its lines.
When the world was difficult, the man was patient.
When things broke or decayed, he didn't fret.
Even when the man was the source of his own
disappointment, he did not dwell on what was, but
continued to work toward what could be.
And, in truth, he made little progress. After all,
the world is wide and not easily tamed.
But the man was happy, he did less harm than good,
and he worked toward something of great worth.
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