In mountain’s embrace, relationships form, Roots intertwine, guarding banks from storm. Knots of strength, never breaking free, Like ink on paper, a bound decree.
Sky and earth, a dance above, Holding birds, teaching them to love. Wheels and cart, in tandem roll, Bound in unity, completing the whole.
Relationships, like bedrock, firm and true, Weaving tales of trust, between me and you.
In the quiet hours of day and night, We toil and strive with all our might. Yet in the exam’s anxious sway, We sometimes falter, lose our way.
Is it the fear that grips our soul, Or doubting whispers taking toll? We prepare, we study, we yearn to excel, But sometimes, our confidence quells.
Life’s exam, a test we face, In real moments, in every place. Through rough and smooth, we journey on, Learning to rise when we are drawn.
So embrace the falls, the stumbles too, For they’re the steps that lead to new. In the dance of life, we find our grace, Learning to rise, embracing the race.
In wisdom’s gaze, a careful glance is lent, On ice, where foes may lurk, intent. A guest they are, with manners fine, As fluid as thaw, they gracefully shine.
Soft as wood, yet deep as valleys’ sway, Clear as waters, in the light of day. Patience they keep, till the mud does settle, In stillness they stand, storms cannot unsettle.
Not seeking, but ready, like nature’s own, Welcoming all, with grace they’ve honed. In their presence, serenity’s embrace, A wise soul’s essence, in time and space.
