On this earth, everyone has an equal share of happiness and distress.
Coping with distress is a challenge many face. It is human nature. We give chances to so many.
Lets look at how the process of agriculture can be.
The soil has to bear the weight of the plough and diggers.
The soil has to germinate the seeds and give way for it to grow.
Bearing into any tree, fruit, vegetable or flower.
The pain is constant, but with time it transpires into something beautiful.
If the soil is not fertile enough it will not transpire into anything at all.
Its all how you use it and see it.
Ever thought this way?
I find that in the end, pain is the mother of beauty.
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