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Blossoms of Resilience

Dec 6, 2024
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By Dr. Devica Bisht


In the grand theater of life’s vast stage,

Where time and fate script each fleeting page,

We stand as flowers in a boundless field,

With dreams and hopes as our only shield.


At dawn, we greet the sun’s warm grace,

Petals unfurl in a golden embrace.

Each day, a canvas of vibrant hues,

Painted with joy, sorrows, and truths.


Through gentle rains and tempests strong,

We face the trials as days grow long.

In shadows deep and skies so gray,

We find our strength, come what may.


Though life may bend us, twist, and turn,

Within our hearts, a fire will burn.

Against the winds that howl and cry,

We stand resilient, reaching high.


Each challenge faced, a sculptor’s hand,

Carving our souls to firmly stand.

In every tear, a lesson sown,

In every smile, a grace unknown.


As seasons pass and time moves on,

We flourish, fade, then rise at dawn.

In life’s unending, soulful quest,

We seek our truth and give our best.


So let us bloom with steadfast pride,

With courage bright, our constant guide.

In the tapestry of life so grand,

We are the blossoms, strong, unplanned.


By Dr. Devica Bisht

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