Death is imminent
but so is birth
failure is part of life
success often follows failure
everything comes to a close
and other doors open
what goes up, must come down
but what goes down, must come up
beginnings have an ending
and endings are beginnings
the ashes that were left in the forest
are fertility for trees to grow
mourn the end, if you must
rise from the fire and begin
that’s life
We are but a moment in life
we are born into circumstances
influenced by environments
shaped by words and thoughts
developed by our own beliefs
we morph through life
and if we are wise enough
we learn, accept, and grow abundantly
regardless
we are but a moment
granted life on earth
When a flower blossoms
it must first grow through dirt
darkness and rain
the environment solemnly nourishing
the surroundings eerily comforting
they are all necessary
without them
the flower would simply
never bloom
embrace the seasons
and blossom
A word is a note
That can write a song
Heal a scar
Mend the broken
Your thoughts are words
Through intentions you speak
What your third eye sees
Your silence can speak
Mind your thoughts
Mind your words
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