He was full of fear, though a bright ray of hope was shining on his disheveled face. He was running on a hill, moving towards the dead end, which further was leading to a vast river flowing erroneously.
As he was approaching towards the river, his face fell into the pool of nervousness mixed with some enthusiasm. When he was about to take the final leap into the river, all of the nervousness was replaced with calmness, as if he was about to immerse in himself, the mortality was not affecting him any more, may be he realized the immortality hidden behind the factual mortality.
He was falling with his body straight into the river, but from inside he definitely was rising.
Finally he was inside the river, with his arms spread. And everything seemed to him as his own, he felt that he belonged there.
The fear, anxiety, jealousy everything got washed away in that river, only thing left was the one entire universe. Not in parts, just a single unit.
The fear which was on his face earlier was nothing but ignorance and the river was wisdom.
As one enters the territory of wisdom feelings like fear and anxiety does not make sense.