Poem

Blame not

The bird that blames wind can never fly high
Fish that fears of being prey to cranes can never swim
Blooms that blossom if worry of death would never smile heartily
Sun glorious if frightened of clouds which cause its death temporary,
Would never cast it’s magic spell on us.
River which dies in the arms of sea if bothered
Wouldn’t ever flow like a child at play
Our long journey of life isn’t designed of obstacles
There are pauses at every stage
There is certainly an end to everything too
Yet flowing like a river overcoming the hurdles is an art
Be an artist in designing life instead
being a pessimist in destructing beauty of life!
@Raji❤