Grass on the other side, is it always greener?

On the left: A setting in which one would likely go for; it has, the best of what we can have, and what we want. Your image of perfection. A lush meadow, full of hope, budding opportunities, where dreams, seemingly come true. Where all, is seemingly better than what you currently possess.

Across the divide, to the right: A piece of wasteland. Not like one you would go for. Barren, deserted; where nothing seems to thrive. Where all dreams seemingly cease to exist. A place of desolation, devoid of hope, emptiness, where nothing, ever seems to work towards your wishes.

Where, do we stand, atop the lush greenery, or the desert-like outcrop of land? Does it even matter?

Does this quantify the term, that the grass on the other side, is always greener? It it always true, that what we already have, is not already the best we can have? Or do we just in a haste, neglect what we already have, and instead of treasuring our possessions, look towards what seems better? Have we tried, to examine carefully what we originally possess, or what "seems" to be the case.

It is human, of course to look towards the better, to look to improve, to change one's standing, to better oneself. We do have to understand however, that face value, what appears to be on the surface, is superficial, at times.

Take for instance, one who finds himself on the grassland, where birdsong lingers, where summer daisies bloom, where the air is fresh, where life is sweet, or seemingly, so. Amidst the perfection that the individual is asking for, are things, he is ignorant of. He might not understand the dangers; of what lurks behind the seemingly perfect facade. Nor does he know that, nothing lasts.
'' For summer's not forevermore,no matter how we try,the trouble with hello is goodbye. ''

Or take the person, who finds himself, stranded on the endless, desert plain. What he would realize around him, are signs that, all hope is not lost. Be it the the tufts of desert grass thriving, or the solitary tree far in sight, he comes to understand, are signs of life, of resilient living forms, be it the hardy scrub or the germinating seed, life is present; so is hope. Sometimes, through only the toughest obstacles in life, do we find meaning, do we learn, not through comfort and luxury.

The important lesson (or so I think), is that we learn, to cherish what we have. Of course we seek to improve ourselves, but not at the cost of what we already possess. Be it the grass on the other side, or our current standing, neither matters. What matters, treasure what we have, learn from what is around us, and be contented, if not appeased with what life has to offer. (: