From sapling to banyan, you’ve grown so tall,
A river’s journey, answering the call.
A dawn’s first light, now burning bright,
A fledgling takes its maiden flight.
From whispered dreams in moonlit night,
To soaring hopes in morning light.
A sculptor’s hand, you’ve shaped your way,
A beacon born from twilight grey.
A seed once sown, now blooms so fair,
A mosaic woven with utmost care.
A star ascends in the vast sky’s dome,
On paths you carve, you'll find your home.
BY GEETA BHANWALA
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