Grow Like A Sapling

Nikita Vipul
a Few Words
Published in
Jan 15, 2022
photo by author

Watch how a sapling grows

In silence.

Fragile yet determined

Absorbing its food

Still and observant

From twilight to dusk

Learning the nature of breeze —

Befriending the zephyr

To face the wind

So that it knows the drift–

The drift of the thunderstorm

Ready to rip apart its dainty buds

And tear away the lone flower;

Erode the humble soil

And yet not uproot the little being;

For mighty is the fury,

But mightier is the silence

That holds enormous power

And unrivalled strength.

Rising from endurance,

Once the dust is settled —

The sapling is wiser and calmer

Now that it knows —

“The discomfort in growth

And the darkness overnight

Is that moment in time,

When your faith and purpose shall rhyme.”

NV©

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Nikita Vipul
a Few Words

| Ink with a Midas(z) touch |✍️ An anaesthesiologist by profession. A writer by passion. A journey from drugs to painless wounds; from ink to healing.