With every dawn, a page turns bright,
A blank new canvas kissed by light.
Your hand holds ink, your heart the pen,
To script your tale again, again.
The storms may tear, the nights may test,
The weight may press upon your chest.
But trials rise to carve your soul,
To shape the diamond from the coal.
So smile through pain, let worries fade,
For nothing here is ever stayed.
The darkest night gives way to morn,
And from each wound, new strength is born.
No script is fixed, no fate is sealed,
Each choice, each step, your truth revealed.
Relax, endure, embrace the strife
You are the author of your life.
And when the final page is read,
Your story lives beyond what’s said.
A tale of courage, grace, and light,
Forever burning, ever bright.
Sreejith Kulaparambil
