In the quiet of dawn,
Where desires bloom like petals.
We seek autonomy unswayed,
To chart the course of our dreams.
The burden of dependence;
we gently release, promising peace.
With self-sufficiency as our guiding star,
As we soar on wings of independence.
In life’s vast expanse,
I shall be the author of my story,
The architect of my own rhyme,
For independence is the melody of time.
Smile and Let Smile 