Living
We live in time,
We coexist with the unseen,
Or rather, the unseen coexists with us,
We are on a journey guided by our souls.
Time nurtures us.
We blossom, and at times we struggle with our existence.
We incorporate the grafted pieces,
Shielding the light of our souls.
We live to fight,
Pulling ourselves from the clutches of darkness.
We journey toward redemption,
Learning from our rises and falls.
Nature speaks to us;
It wants to aid us in discovering ourselves.
It seeks to assist us recover,
Living is a gift unwrapped by time.
April 22, 2025.
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