I may become strong and rise above a ‘like’ and a ‘comment’,
Absence of others’ approval never leaving me in torment.
Not getting swayed by other’s views, their power and pelf,
Open to accepting only constructive criticism, working on myself.
Wise enough to know the limitations of what I think I know,
Always giving the more knowledgeable a courteous bow.
To be able to love the one whom I consider my opponent,
On equanimity, rationality and fairness I may wax eloquent.
Accepting my station in life, being confident but humble,
Never falling prey to a ‘You-are-OK-I-am-not-OK’ jumble.
As tender as a coconut tree, flexible yet strong,
Bowing to mighty cyclones, never falling along.
Being aware that I have to walk alone on this path of life,
Help from others alone enabling me to overcome strife.
Brilliant at illuminating other’s strong points, learning from them,
Helping to polish their qualities, making them a sparkling gem.
Never afraid to ask questions, keeping my ear to the ground,
Adapting to change, leading by example all those around.
Doubtful enough to realize the soft power of faith under a hardened dogmatic crust,
Courageous enough to share my reality with those in whom I can place my trust.