O WARRIOR~by Nakshatra Singh

 

 

O WARRIOR

Miracles come from within,
Look not to the soaring skies.
Far may be the destination,
Stop not for help, move on.
Endless fathomless waters,
Be afloat, sink not at shore.
Skies will come down,
If you decide to fly high.
What those distances are,
If you have learnt well,
The eternal songs of path.
And those roaring waves,
Like a wild stallion they play,
Tamed they will surely be,
If you ride them O warrior.

By – Nakshatra Singh

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