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''The poetry of the earth is never dead''



Why would you want to play the role that life wants you to play? Why would you be burdened by the desire to be someone else and place yourself in a different context of life? Would you rather give importance to your own story or would you be luring inspiration from someone else's? Having no one to inspire you, having no influence in life, having no role model is not really a hitch, kiddo! And yes, you might not be the only one at the table having a brainwave! Why would you need to look around when you can fuel the inspiration from within? Make yourself the best among the rest. Behold what's around, what's beside, but always be drawn to yourself. If you ask me, my only desire would be to sculpture my self... the only inspiration that entices me is nature, and not any person. 

Ask yourself how the ocean does it? Ocean teaches you about the ups and downs, the wavering way of life, the unpredictability. It teaches you about the need to prepare our shafts. It teaches you how to embrace life as it comes. It teaches you to be massively composed. It teaches you the art of acceptance, silence and open-mindedness. 

Ask yourself how the wind does it? The wind teaches you to enjoy every moment to the fullest and flow along with the ever-expanding possibilities of life. It teaches you to realise your mightiness and yet stay humble. 

Ask yourself how the trees do it? The trees teach you to stay rooted in your consciousness, to remain true to yourself. They teach you to nourish fresh, green perspectives and stay revived even in times of grey. They teach you to master patience & stand tall even in times of adversities.

Ask yourself what the stars do? There comes my favourite part! Simply put, stars inspire you to shine. To rule. To stand-out. To not fade away in the chaos of life. So small yet so sizzling! Stars teach you to shine through the darkness and overcome all our fears. 

As they say, nature in all its mightiness is the biggest, and yes is the biggest inspiration of them all. Quoting one of my favourite poets, John Keats, ''The poetry of the earth is never dead'', And it will keep inspiring millions and trillions for gazillion years to come.

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