Ponder
If one wanders a road not paved
Will he or she find their destination?
If one searches for that which can’t be seen,
Will he or she ever find that for which they search?
If one wakes to find flowers grew around them, but not under their feet,
Will he or she feel deprived of the beauty?
Think, I say,
As that which cannot be seen
Can still be present.
A destination can never be found
Until one stops wandering.
Lastly, beauty does not need be part of you
For you to be part of it.
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