A heartfelt reflection on growing older, surviving life’s storms, and remaining grateful for every sunrise and sunset. It is a reminder that healing and blooming have no deadline—and as long as there is life, there are still stories to write, dreams to cherish, and beautiful pages yet to unfold.

Every Morning, A New Beginning

Every morning,
the sun rises again—
as if quietly saying,
“You have another day.”

And that, itself,
is something to be grateful for.

A new sunrise,
a fresh page,
another chance
to dream, to love,
to simply be.

And when the sun goes down,
I don’t count what I lost.

I whisper,
“I made it through another day.”

Life has bent me,
tested me,
and taken away
things I once held dear.

But every time I fell,
I learned to rise again.

Perhaps that is what blooming means—
not becoming perfect,
but becoming stronger
after every storm.

So I will bloom
at my own pace.

I will welcome mornings
with hope
and evenings
with peace.

And as long as
there is a sunrise to greet
and a blank page before me,

Retired Kalam will keep writing.

Not because life is perfect,
but because there is still
so much life left
to write about.

And perhaps,
my most beautiful page
is yet to come.

(Vijay Verma)
www.retiredkalam.com

Categories: kavita

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