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When long periods of night
descend on paths unknown
keep going anyway
It's just a matter of time

Clouds of darkness 
that seem like an eternity
are sent way scurrying
with the first rays of light

In stealth always
daybreaks arrive
Working their way 
slowly first, a simmering fire
to restore faith, they aspire

flushed with passionate rage
Dawn bursts into flames
slaying demonic vestiges
defeating despair

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  1. Amazing. Brilliant. Fantastic. Uma your blog is awesome.

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    1. Thank you for your lovely comment!

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  2. Wow.. that is fantastic. Weaving in the prompts and conveying something so beautifully optimistic.

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    1. Hey Radhika, great to see you here. Thanks a lot 😄

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  4. "In stealth always, daybreaks arrive". I loved that line, Uma! Thanks for this ray of hope and positivity.

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    1. Glad you liked my attempt, Beloo! 😄

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  5. beautiful verses ... loved how positive and warm the poem feels :D

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  6. Yes... Despite the long paths in the night... That's the lesson in Life right?? We need to keep going on.... Not give up at all.

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    1. Indeed, Ramya. The moment you lose hope and faith, it becomes difficult to live life happily.

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  7. There is always dawn waiting at the end of the dusk. We need to understand the lesson and keep moving, no matter what. Lovely poem, Uma.

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    1. We are so anxious to find the light at the end of the tunnel then sometimes we give up just before dawn. I keep reminding myself that we need to keep going and that's what is truly expected of life. Thanks, Maliny!

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  8. Love the optimism :-) Happy New Year, Uma!!

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    1. A very happy new year to you too, Divya!

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  9. There's always a silver lining even in the storm. Loved your words Uma!

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    1. We need to motivate ourselves to find that silver lining, Sanchie, no?

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  10. Optimism in your words has inspired me Uma as always! Loved the way you have used the prompts and weaved something so beautiful!

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    1. I'm so glad the lines touched a chord in you, Menaka. Lovely to have you here and thanks for the warm words <3

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