The Mantra Of Life Poem by Anitha Vijayakumar

When shadows fall and dreams seem far,
And life feels like a shattered star,
Remember, dear, the dawn will rise,
With golden hues to paint the skies.

In every tear, a lesson lies,
In every storm, a strength will rise.
The heart that aches, the soul that yearns,
From every scar, a warrior learns.

Hope is the seed within the earth,
It blooms in time, revealing worth.
Through darkest nights and endless pain,
It whispers softly, 'Try again.'

So hold it close, this gentle light,
A compass guiding through the night.
When mountains loom and paths are steep,
It's hope that lifts you when you weep.

Life's true mantra, steady and pure,
A healing balm, a sacred cure.
Don't lose it, friend; let it survive,
For hope alone keeps dreams alive.