A small step, on a long staircase
A single red rose, adding charm to an empty vase.
One stick completing a bundle.
A lone flaring candle,
To tear away the darkness.
They say,
a single stitch can save grace.
The last fast lap,
can bring you back in the race.
A single-colored bead,
to beautify a plain necklace.
A new spice can enhance the taste.
Every stone counted,
to quench the thirst of the crow.
Million of low claps
makes a roaring crowd.
A penny in the bowl of charity,
A single drop on parched land,
Afterall a summit starts,
from the base,
Every step matters, every breath counts,
When walking towards the heavenly staircase.
At every tick, move,
At each whistle, run
The road ahead
is long and twisted,
But its the,
Tiny steps of today,
that will lead you,
on the path of glory,
tomorrow.
Simple lines with great intensity and profound implications…climb each and every rung of the ladder!
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