Tilting at the Windmills

Tilting at the Windmills

Poor Don Quixote.
He had the most noble of ideas, and the purest of values. He was a man of honour and virtue.
Yet the people around him, at their most kind moment, labelled him a fool.

He was considered a lunatic, he was insane.
He went about tilting at the windmills which, in his mind, were giants that he had to kill.

Am I tilting at windmills too?
when doing is not equal to achieving?
when thinking is not equal to rationalising?
when talking is not communicating?
when hearing is not listening?
when looking is not seeing...

Don't think...don't think...
Feel....
Understand....
Respond...

I am not through with the whimsical wanderlust...
Until I find the answers I seek, I will fly along.

Prayer for today:
God, you have shown me that when one door closes, somehow, you will help me find another that is open. Alhamdulillah.