Seasons

Bhumika Chowdhury_1437

In nature's artistry, a flower's story told,
A lesson whispered, simple but bold.
For not always does the bloom reside,
Within its petals, secrets do confide.

It's okay to not always be fine,
To let tears flow like the sweet summer wine.
Just like a flower, we too have our seasons,
With joys and sorrows that intertwine for reasons.

The rose may wither as autumn draws near,
Its vibrant hues fading, blemished by a tear.
Yet, through the cycle of nature's grand scheme,
It knows that life's impermanence is no mean.

So, embrace the moments of shadows and rain,
For they shall water the soul's fertile terrain.
Let not the facade of smile bind you tight,
In vulnerability, true strength shines bright.

In the barren winter, the flower may sleep,
In solitude, its secrets deep within it keep.
But when the first rays of springtime appear,
With renewed vigor, it will rise without fear.

It's okay to not always be fine,
To embrace the darkness, let your worries align.
Just like the flower, we need rest and reprieve,
To heal our wounds and in ourselves believe.

For no flower in nature blooms all year,
No human escapes life's trials, I swear.
But remember, in your heart's darkest hours,
That even a bud will turn to brilliant flowers.

So, celebrate the seasons life does unfold,
The stories written, the promises it holds.
It's okay to not always be fine, my dear,
For growth comes from embracing both joy and tear.

  • Author: Bhumika Chowdhury (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 24th, 2023 00:27
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 5
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