In the beautiful wisdom of thoughts
In relinquishing dreams of smiles
Attaining the eternal bliss of truth
Is beyond the ordinary imaginative mind
Where there could be clouds of rain
There has to be engendering tears of pain
For the gravity of wisdom lets man alone dream
Even in the most unimaginable struggles of life
In the vulnerable days of life
There are chances of storms or calm
Yet beyond the fulcrum of facts arises
An everlasting calmness that engulfs
There arises the blissful wisdom
That again reclaims the beauty of thoughts
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