Shimmer of bliss

The morning I woke up was an exceptional one,

The rays of the sun, the brightness of the day,

Yelling out to me and confessing their definitions,

Every photon of the ray compelling me to hear,

Whispering softly in my ears every second,

“Grab me in your fist now else you’ll be late.”

I rose up the very next minute,

I greeted the green ornaments of nature,

Offering gratitude to the life I’m leading,

I stepped out to hold the upcoming opportunity in my hands.

I fell and fell but never forgot to rise again,

I hit the bull’s eye and walked through the hurdles,

Teasing my failures I welcomed my achievements,

The next day I rose up as a chief guest.

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