Life has its own way,
Keeps changing everyday
Hurdles on your path were
Meant to be crossed then and there.

Every time a problem arose
So large that it hits your nose,
Remember nature always works
To make new things old in universe.

Just like the phoenix bird,
Who rises from the ashes,
To give color to its feathers
To give energy to its voice.

Rise, my friend,
You too rise from the ashes,
Of the problems around you,
And make world a happy place for you.