I was in 12th standard when I wrote my first poem. It was about a sapling which was just starting to grow, struggling in the face of storms but was optimistic and wanted to grow into a strong tree.
7 years have passed by since then, and the sapling has definitely grown into a tree. No doubt it has acquired a lot of strength also. But the environment keeps on demanding for more strength.
As the wheel of time moves ahead, the environment will try to bully the tree, the seasons will keep changing but the tree has to respect the change and adapt to it. The tree needs to be patient and calm. When Autumn comes it has to shed leaves and wait for the spring to have a new surge of life.
No matter how tough the environment is, afterall a rose will be a rose and a cactus will be a cactus.
5 days ago
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