But not all are born with the gift. Not every painter paints a masterpiece whenever they see a canvas. Not every writer strings in the perfect words every time they touch a pen. Musicians too struggle with sounds of monotony. Some, like me, might not even have any intuitive talent for creation.
It takes unwavering passion, dedication, hardwork, and above all, love to continue on that path. Of course, the world might not see the learning curve. Or the passion might often be mistaken as an inherent gift. But flowers that are never bouquet-ed are still flowers.
If it is easy to be a wildflower? It is not. It is not easy... absolutely not easy... to continue doing something in which you are the least bit talented... but the love for the craft, and a hope keeps you going.
Maybe someday you will be able to say it in the words that you have always dreamt of. Maybe someday your words will give a flicker of hope to somebody in need... even if it's just one person. Maybe someday your words will spread the Love you always believed in.
And even if that never happened, atleast you would know you never gave up on your dedication for the craft. And a life lived with happiness, passion, hope, and love is the best one could ever have. So, not having talent is no excuse.
We might not be talented in breathing, but we still do. For Life.
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