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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Under the silken whispers of twilight, where shadows waltz in the embrace of memories, You do not have to be good, nor walk Through the desert of repentance for endless miles, You only need to let the gentle creature of your body Love what it loves. Meanwhile, the world continues its journey, Meanwhile, the sun and the clear droplets of rain Cross the landscapes, over verdant meadows and deep, ancient forests, Mountains that stand like ancient sentinels, rivers weaving silver threads. In this cosmic theater, the albatross charts its course, High up in the pure blue heavens, Returning home once more, faithful to its stellar paths. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, The world reveals itself to your imagination, Calling you like the albatross, harsh and full of vitality, Announcing again and again your unique place In the grand tapestry of existence. In the flow of consciousness, shadows of the past waltzed, I sought answers in the whispers of caves, in the song of springs, But the voices of summer and the breaths of autumn Taught me that redemption needn't be sought for every lost dream, But to let the soul rest in nature’s tender embrace, Feeling the Earth's pulse within your skin. Just as rivers journey towards unknown oceans, So too does each person's story flow through the labyrinth of time, And in each call of nature, fragments of ourselves are found, We are migratory birds, forever in search of home. Beyond hills and valleys, beyond the turmoil of the day, The world always offers itself to your heart, Like a rainbow after the storm, an unspoken promise, That we are part of this vast whole, And in this cosmic dance, no matter how lonely we might be, The world whispers, reassuringly, that we belong to it. In the endless flow of my consciousness, I weave threads of longing and hope, And let myself be carried by the song of the albatross, Slowly understanding that each moment is a verse In the infinite poem of existence, magical and profound.
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