Different Roads, Same Sky

Some people wake to open gates, Their names already known. The world says “welcome” at their feet, Before they walk alone. Others grow where chances hide, Where hope must learn to wait. They measure dreams in quiet prayers And patience turns to faith. Some success is loud and dressed in gold, Applause follows their name. Other victories live silently, Surviving storms and pain. Not everyone starts from equal ground, Not all seeds meet the rain. Yet roots that fight through hardened soil Grow strong beneath the strain. So do not curse another’s rise, Or doubt your slower pace. We travel different roads in life, But share the same wide sky. And one day, when your time arrives, Your story will be told— Not just of wealth or fame you gained, But of courage, calm, and soul.