The wise lush tree grows colossal, As the fiftieth flower blossoms. All vibrant, simple, velvet petals Surrounded by thousands of new buds, Welcome, celebrate, prosper and settle: A brand new year - fresh and awesome.
To write is to explore, admire and think Of all possibilities as a harmony of ideas. The interplay of interactions, that takes place between blinks Stitch and spin into a fluid fabric of stories and philosophies
Luck is highly disabled in leading, It is moody while making or breaking lives. It can brighten a hopeless, depressed soul, Or into happiness, stab a thousand knives.
Fortune is blind and walks in circles, Starting from misery to fame and back: It shows poverty to the dead, Surprises the least-expectant with a hack.
To enhance all our skills do we come and join hands. Ere exploring that talent, discover the caliber hidden inside. At those hurdles - those problems - our team, understands, Motivates to take long leaps across; and they stay here forever beside. When frontiers and challenges, that one encounters, Overshadow his caliber; others do rush in, to rescue and save. Really help and support just to give a counter. Knack for progress to knock on full freedom; expand beyond scope, fulfilling all our crave.