Yesterday I did the prep,
Today I took a few step(s).
Tomorrow I will walk,
Day after I will run and talk.
Growth happens in increments,
Not on commands or sentiments.
We thrive at different place and pace,
Life is no contest or race..
From a seed to sapling to tree,
Germination cannot be rushed,
This is just how it happens to be,
Cannot be pressured, persuaded or pushed.
Everything and everyone has a time to bloom,
There’s no reason for glum and gloom,
Nature dances to its own tune,
Neither late nor soon.
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Shalini Kathuria Narang is a software professional and a freelance journalist. She has reported for national and international newspapers, magazines and news sites. Her poems have been published in several anthologies including Starry Nights: Poetry of Diaspora in Silicon Valley and Pixie Dust and All Things Magical. She is a monthly contributor to Masticadores USA and has been published on Spillwords Press. She is originally from New Delhi.
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I’ve been enjoying your poetry. Tremendously lovely. Wowed me. Thanks for sharing these words with me. Adore them all. Bless you.
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Thank you for your blessings and kindness. i feel blessed. 🙂
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