A Sequoya tree can live a thousand years, some turtles live to be 200 hundred. A mountain sits  for a million years and makes no effort to measure time. In the life of mortal souls we are but a glimmer of light. Yet we live as if we will not ever finish all of our work, before the sun sets on our lives. What is important, what is really of worth. How can we understand what we should wait for and what should be done now. We are human and impatient creatures with no concept of the meaning of tomorrow. For what seems important to us can fade as the glimmer of light that we are in the existence of the greater scheme of things. All we as mortal souls can hope for is to make each day our own. We must take little steps towards learning to wait for some of the most exquisite things that our lives have to give.  So be patient, the best is yet to come.