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The Unseen Bloom

Not every blossom greets the sun, Nor every triumph shouts it's won. Some flowers bloom in silent grace, Unseen by crowds, yet touched by faith. They grow in corners most forget, Where pain and prayer and love have met. And though no stage may hold their name, They burn with soft, eternal flame. So let them bloom, those quiet souls, Unpraised by fame, yet deeply whole. For heaven sees what earth looks past— The unseen bloom, the ones that last.

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Date: 6/30/2025 4:32:00 PM
Hello Rowena, this is a touching piece, beautifully written. So true Heaven sees everything. Wishing you a great new week ahead, fellow poet.
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Rowena Velasco
Date: 7/2/2025 6:56:00 AM
Thank you so much Zyrool for your kind words and encouragement. They truly mean a lot, especially during times when silence can feel heavy. Yes, Heaven sees everything—and that gives me strength to keep writing, hoping, and healing. Wishing you a beautiful and inspired week as well, fellow poet.

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