This is the recipe of life
said my mother
As she held me in her arms as i I wept
Think of those flowers you paint
in the garden each year
they will teach you
that people too
must filt
fall
root
rise
in order to bloom!
A beautiful poem by Rupi kaur i personaly loved her book MILK AND HONEY. Must have a read atleast one time.
Stay blessed and healthy
much love
~Uzma Ashraf
Uzma Ashraf 