Krishna and latha walked into the woods to find a flower 

into the woods 

Shanthi leading the way into the woods with Mani following, both carrying backpacks

In a land far away, under skies so blue, Krishna  and latha  had a dream they knew. Into the woods, they planned to go, To find a flower, in the moon's soft glow. With long black hair, latha led the way, Krishna followed close, with hair not astray. They packed some food, and water too, Ready for adventures, old and new.

The Quest Begins

An old owl perched on a high tree branch with the moon illuminating the woods

Not long into the woods, under a tree so high, They met an old owl, with a wise old eye. 'The flower you seek,' he hooted so clear, 'Lies deep in the woods, but have no fear.' With thanks and a smile, they continued their quest, Knowing their courage would face a test. The tree waved goodbye, as they walked out of sight, Into the woods, filled with twilight's light.

The Wise Old Tree

Shanthi and Mani standing before a wide river, with a large smiling fish in the foreground

They reached a river, wide and deep, Guarded by a fish, not fast asleep. 'To cross my waters, a riddle you must solve, Or in this forest, forever you'll rove.' With minds so sharp, they thought and thought, And the answer to the riddle, they cleverly sought. 'The answer is friendship,' latha  said with glee, The fish smiled wide, and let them pass free.

River's Riddle

Shanthi and Mani climbing a steep mountain, helping each other over a large rock

Next came a mountain, tall and steep, Its peak in the clouds, its slopes so deep. 'To climb my back, you must show your strength, And reach the top, no matter the length.' Hand in hand, they started to climb, Helping each other, all the time. At the top, they stood, so proud and tall, Knowing together, they could conquer all.

The Mountain's Challenge

A valley covered in flowers under the moonlight, with Shanthi and Mani sitting together

Beyond the mountain, a valley they found, Covered in flowers, on sacred ground. 'The flower you seek, is here, they say, But only appears at the break of day.' So, they waited under the moon so bright, Talking and dreaming, through the night. As dawn broke, the flower appeared, Their dreams now close, as the sunlight neared.

The Valley of Flowers

A mysterious guardian appearing from thin air in front of Shanthi and Mani, who stand ready

But before they could touch, the flower so rare, A guardian appeared, from thin air. 'To take the flower, one test remains, You must prove your dreams are not in vain.' With hearts so true, they shared their dreams, Of a world so kind, it almost seems. The guardian smiled, and nodded its head, 'Your hearts are pure,' it finally said.

The Guardian of Dreams

Shanthi and Mani holding the magical flower together, with a glowing aura around it

With the guardian's blessing, they took the flower, Feeling its magic, its wonderful power. Back through the woods, they made their way, Knowing their lives would change that day. As they reached home, the flower shone bright, Turning their dreams, into reality's light. Krishna and latha , with joy in their hearts, Knew that together, they'd never part.

The Dream Fulfilled

Shanthi and Mani in a lush, vibrant world, holding hands with the magical flower in the background

The flower's magic, was not just a tale, It brought happiness, without fail. Krishna and latha, now lived their dream, In a world of love, a perfect theme. And so they learned, through all their strife, The greatest magic, is the love of life. Into the woods, they once did roam, To find a flower, that led them home.