Where Passion finds Purpose

The city hums a constant beat,
Where lights, noise and crowds meet,
Running with time and never paused to stare,
My soul was trapped and never aware.

Far off amidst hills, echoes whispered clear,
at a school where winds sweep and stars glimmer
Where silence speaks and ideas grow,
Where wisdom blossoms, pure and true.

Among the trees, lectures ring,
in labs, great wonders sing.
Where calm and craft create a sacred space,
Hope takes root and finds its place

The schedule flows with no scope to go astray,
With time more organized throughout the day.
No more the rush to simply survive,
Instead balance breathes, keeping all alive.

Not just the books, the people, the skill,
but I learn to keep the mind still.
So now I walk, not run through days,
With ordered steps in mindful ways.

The power to heal and care, instills
the purpose of service with no bills.
To love and serve has become my passion,
Lit by a deeper human compassion.

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