grow in glow.

Conversation passes by just as a brief talk show,
leading our thoughts of why do we feel so low?
Believing that burdens were made to mow,
and certain unfavorable past were planned to throw,
sedately perceiving that life is just like a boat to row.

Should we go with the flow?
or just against the fated flow?

Deep down we always know,
that we would somehow grow.
As though some seeds were meant to sow,
watching them sprout in steady slow,
whilst going through the life hardest blow.

We catapult our virtues like an arrow on its bow,
let them free flying such as a proud soaring crow,
looking down upon this realm that covered in ruthless freezing snow,
Then we can finally see the glow,

Because we are the inner glow.

Originally published at https://www.tumblr.com on July 30, 2020.