I just ran out of words. But one thing is for sure, the joy that I feel while writing this poem is nothing but real. It is truly an honor to be a part of my chosen ministry, and now atleast, I can say that I have something to be proud of.
The passing of days, seems to be noticed less
As the eye is focused on its way, no worries for a mess
Dreams that are fierce, more than dedicated
Strive for the best, what the heart always wanted
A raging pressure is pushed through
Yet intentions are pure and true
Life, no matter how tricky
An award is waiting for a faith that is healthy
Energy and time, a lot more we can offer
Heavens can’t be reached if one won’t suffer
To reach the stars, the feet should jump
Anytime, anywhere, there would be a call for triumph.
