Syombua

In the heart of a bustling town, there lived a lady fair,

Syombua was her name, with wisdom beyond compare.

She held firm to a belief, unwavering and true,

That circumstances shape our paths, in all that we pursue.

With grace and poise, she'd declare, "It's not we who choose our way,

But rather, life's currents guide us, each and every day."

In times of trial and of joy, she'd hold her steadfast view,

Embracing every twist and turn, that fate would put her through.

For Syombua knew, with certainty, that life's a winding road,

And though we strive to carve our path, we carry our own load.

Yet in the midst of chaos, she found peace within the storm,

Trusting in the greater plan, that fate would soon transform.

Her words, like gentle whispers, would echo through the air,

"Embrace the hand you're dealt, for it's beyond our own compare."

And so she danced with circumstance, her spirit soaring high,

For Syombua understood, it's not for us to question why.

Through trials and tribulations, she'd gracefully endure,

Finding strength in every setback, her resilience pure.

For in the tapestry of life, she saw a grand design,

Where circumstance and action merge, in harmony divine.

So let us learn from Syombua, her wisdom ever clear,

That circumstances shape our path, as we journey year by year.

For in surrendering to fate, we find our truest power,

And in embracing life's unfolding, we blossom like a flower.