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“When torment tears me inside, And I sense autumn as a melancholic rain, There I wonder, what shall I do with the grief so dense? So I say to this soul of mine, This earth I love, will reveal new pathways. And so I open as a flower in the scent of rain, Make music out of memories that remain. I climb to the peaks, kissing the sky, Longing to speak of the strength they hold, I rush to the rivers, melodious in flow, And sense music in the ripples, when wild winds blow. I search for the stars when the night spread over earth, Unafraid of dark, looking up at the sky. When morning laughs lazily over the meadows, The daffodils I watch, spreading gold on the fields. When time rolls by and sunset kisses the sky, I fill my soul with the cup of crimson. When night steals the earth, and darkness comes down, The memories I weave, into the flowers of light.”

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“Looking at a flower, tracing its petals, we are rooted in the moment. As sunlight falls on the blossom, we are caught in awe and wonder. The scent breaks us free from stress and racing thoughts; its colors capture our attention. Touching the fresh petals, we feel tender inside. Inhaling the scent deeply, we are anchored in the moment, allowing the essence to ground us. While beholding its beauty, we realize its fragility too; that a time will come when the flower will wither, and the petals will fall to the ground. We stare at its momentariness, accepting the truth of impermanence.”

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“Grief comes in tides, dark shadows in deep, A sudden, silent gulf where timeless treasures sleep, A hole, it tears, a hole that will never fill, And begs us to keep living, when joy has come to an end. The dark, dark path, deep in the woods, With heavy hearts, we walk, burnt in grief. In the achiest of ache, the quiet, pushing pain, for memories rise, like sunlight after rain. The times we once shared, a thread of radiant gold, Stretched, not torn, a story yet to be told, The grief-wet eyes, in the dark, dark days, Now they see the dawn-filled sky, for deep in the soul, a flower has opened, in the stream of tears, watering the soil. For those truly loved, no death can touch, those once held, no death can steal, They live in the deep, in the flowering of memories.”

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