Whispers of Joy by Swati Sharma

Whispers of Joy

Rain falls soft on emerald leaves,

A lullaby the forest weaves

Each drop a kiss from skies above,

A hymn of calm, a note of love.

The trees in greenest garments sway,

Bathed in silver light of day,

Roots deep in soil, hearts open wide,

They drink the storm, they bloom with pride.

Beyond the woods, the sea lies near,

A mirror vast, serene and clear

Its blue a balm to restless minds,

Its rhythm steady, free of binds.

No rush, no rage, just ebb and flow,

The ocean speaks what sages know:

In stillness, joy begins to rise,

Like morning sun through clouded skies.

This life of rain, of growth, of sea

Of moments wrapped in mystery

Is not a race, but soft embrace,

A gentle dance, a sacred place.

Swati Sharma, India

Swati Sharma is an experienced Mathematics faculty with a deep passion for teaching and inspiring young minds. Alongside her academic journey, she embodies a positive and enthusiastic spirit, embracing life with joy and dedication. Beyond numbers and equations, Swati has a long-standing love for writing—especially poems and thoughtful articles. Creative expression has always been a part of who she is, and she finds joy in balancing both logic and imagination in her daily life. With a unique blend of analytical and artistic skills, Swati brings a distinctive perspective to her work and personal pursuits.