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Beyond the parched land, Is always a path to stream. Inside every heart, Is a desire to scream.
Every desert will have a mirage, Every mind will have illusions.
To read the truth is a need for those Who wish to keep a clear vision.
Hurdles will come, Will resist you from success.
To move ahead to reach your goal, You need not have much to possess, All would fall in place, With a pinch of determination. Nothing can strike you on your face. No hurdle, no snag can blur your vision, Every desert will have a mirage, Every mind will have illusions.
To read the truth is a need for those who wish to keep a clear vision.
Look towards the zenith, Till your sight can see. Aim for the apex, Move towards it free,
Debacles are just a part of living, But like a Brook you move, Untouched by them, Still learning a lesson and groove. The threads of your destiny, Are not woven by desires though. They look for a heart, To go through up and low,
The hands that can carefully take them such, That a fabric of life, A pattern of life, Is formed, Mixed with colours of strife, But still so lovely so informed, Presenting a model for many others to feel glee.
Never forget or get tired of Looking towards the zenith till your sight can see.
Encouragement: Aim for the apex and Move towards it freely.