A Fruit of my learning: My Gratitude to Mayaakatha
Here’s a little poem, a dedication, and a heart full of gratitude -To Mayaakatha, To Meera Ma’am. And to everyone who made this story possible.
ACROSTIC POEM - MAYAAKATHA
Making stories bloom beautifully,
Amid thoughts and dreams, seeds were sown,
Yearning minds found a space to grow and own.
A place where words began to shine brightly.
A gentle nudge, a spark, a guiding light,
Kindness woven into writings with might .
Art met intention, skill met soul,
Tales found meaning, making us whole.
Held by a mentor who sees beyond the page
And reminds us how our words carry power.
~ Saha
With love and gratitude,
Sasmitha Mary V
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