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The Art of Fulfillment

Satya

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A river flows to reach the sea,
Not to race, just to be free.
It shapes the land in its own way,
Without the need to win the day.


A seed will bloom when the time is right,
Not to be best, just to see light.
It does not rush or chase the sky,
It simply grows, and that is why.

A song is sung, a story told,
Not for fame, not for gold.
Art is whole when it is real,
Not judged by how others feel.

The sun does not fight to shine the most,
The waves do not race along the coast.
Each finds its place, its time, its way,
Without the need to outshine the day.

So let your work be true and bright,
Not for the crowd, just for its light.
For art is whole when made with care,
Not to compete, just to be there.
 
A river flows to reach the sea,
Not to race, just to be free.
It shapes the land in its own way,
Without the need to win the day.


A seed will bloom when the time is right,
Not to be best, just to see light.
It does not rush or chase the sky,
It simply grows, and that is why.

A song is sung, a story told,
Not for fame, not for gold.
Art is whole when it is real,
Not judged by how others feel.

The sun does not fight to shine the most,
The waves do not race along the coast.
Each finds its place, its time, its way,
Without the need to outshine the day.


So let your work be true and bright,
Not for the crowd, just for its light.
For art is whole when made with care,
Not to compete, just to be there.
A river flows, so calm, so free,
Not in a race, just meant to be.

A seed will bloom, a song will rise,
Not for the world, just for the skies.

The sun still shines, the waves still play,
Without the need to win the day.

So let your art be pure and true,
Not to compete, just to be you.
 
A river flows, so calm, so free,
Not in a race, just meant to be.

A seed will bloom, a song will rise,
Not for the world, just for the skies.

The sun still shines, the waves still play,
Without the need to win the day.

So let your art be pure and true,
Not to compete, just to be you.
Beautiful :Like:

Thank you, bhai, for taking the time to read it! Your presence and support mean a lot:happy1:
 
A river flows to reach the sea,
Not to race, just to be free.
It shapes the land in its own way,
Without the need to win the day.


A seed will bloom when the time is right,
Not to be best, just to see light.
It does not rush or chase the sky,
It simply grows, and that is why.

A song is sung, a story told,
Not for fame, not for gold.
Art is whole when it is real,
Not judged by how others feel.

The sun does not fight to shine the most,
The waves do not race along the coast.
Each finds its place, its time, its way,
Without the need to outshine the day.


So let your work be true and bright,
Not for the crowd, just for its light.
For art is whole when made with care,
Not to compete, just to be there.
Beautiful...
 
A river flows to reach the sea,
Not to race, just to be free.
It shapes the land in its own way,
Without the need to win the day.


A seed will bloom when the time is right,
Not to be best, just to see light.
It does not rush or chase the sky,
It simply grows, and that is why.

A song is sung, a story told,
Not for fame, not for gold.
Art is whole when it is real,
Not judged by how others feel.

The sun does not fight to shine the most,
The waves do not race along the coast.
Each finds its place, its time, its way,
Without the need to outshine the day.


So let your work be true and bright,
Not for the crowd, just for its light.
For art is whole when made with care,
Not to compete, just to be there.
Well that's something good keep writing :Like:
 
A river flows to reach the sea,
Not to race, just to be free.
It shapes the land in its own way,
Without the need to win the day.


A seed will bloom when the time is right,
Not to be best, just to see light.
It does not rush or chase the sky,
It simply grows, and that is why.

A song is sung, a story told,
Not for fame, not for gold.
Art is whole when it is real,
Not judged by how others feel.

The sun does not fight to shine the most,
The waves do not race along the coast.
Each finds its place, its time, its way,
Without the need to outshine the day.


So let your work be true and bright,
Not for the crowd, just for its light.
For art is whole when made with care,
Not to compete, just to be there.
This poem is a beautiful reflection on the nature of creativity, purpose, and fulfillment.

It highlights the importance of:

- Embracing one's true nature and purpose
- Letting go of the need for external validation and competition
- Focusing on the process, not just the outcome
- Creating for the sake of self-expression and joy

The poem uses stunning natural imagery to illustrate these points, from the river flowing to the sea, to the seed blooming in its own time.

The message is clear: true fulfillment and creativity come from within. When we focus on our own unique journey and expression, we find freedom and joy.

As the poem so beautifully concludes:

"So let your work be true and bright,
Not for the crowd, just for its light.
For art is whole when made with care,
Not to compete, just to be there."

Thank you for sharing
this inspiring poem!
*A_AICS
 
This poem is a beautiful reflection on the nature of creativity, purpose, and fulfillment.

It highlights the importance of:

- Embracing one's true nature and purpose
- Letting go of the need for external validation and competition
- Focusing on the process, not just the outcome
- Creating for the sake of self-expression and joy

The poem uses stunning natural imagery to illustrate these points, from the river flowing to the sea, to the seed blooming in its own time.

The message is clear: true fulfillment and creativity come from within. When we focus on our own unique journey and expression, we find freedom and joy.

As the poem so beautifully concludes:

"So let your work be true and bright,
Not for the crowd, just for its light.
For art is whole when made with care,
Not to compete, just to be there."

Thank you for sharing
this inspiring poem!
*A_AICS
Thanks, dear! I appreciate your deep engagement with the poem and the time you took to reflect on its message. Your presence, support, and lovely feedback mean a lot.:happy1:
 
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