New days, new flights, new ways to go
Running through sands there are new seeds to sow.
Blinking to the shine of destination
He stands there stunned in admiration.
Look!!! there is a garden grown to nurture your paths,
Don't turn them to hot hearths.
Slow be the shine of your fate
Let the destined diamond be ultimate.
Shhh!!! no ripples have gone silent.
No havocs have died
The storm has just begun,
Bring to life the roots that have long ago dried.
So do it man!!! You can make it all....
Rock it hard!!!You have to stand after every fall!!
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