Poem : 🌷 " Precious Fruits "
Poetess : Tilottama Vijay Lele

Manifestation isn’t, wanting harder
It’s aligning d Mind with what we desire

Let's celebrate our stumbles...
N praise critical times with troubles...

Becuz worries'll shape us up like,
D waters shape d stone into a spike...

Let’s Honor d tears that we shed,
In d hidden corners n when we're in bed...

Becuz each salt droplet is a promise,
We totally refuse to give up our dreams...

One day when we’ll open our hands,
N find seed has become a tree, in palms

Strong enough to bear d fruits...
So big to cast shade, by branching out...

N tall enough by rising very high...
As if it’s blossoms ’ll touch d sky...

That’s when our dream arrives,
But definitely not as a gift in disguise...

But as d harvest of everything...
That we’ve carried from almost nothing

N when that moment of Truth comes,
We’ll know it isn't luck n magical drums

But It’s about learning to be big enough,
To be Brave enough n kind enough...

Enough to carry our own miracle...
It’ll come true when heart's resiprocal...

Becuz dreams are not d parachutes...
They R our Karma's precious fruits...

🌷@Tilottama Vijay Lele
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