They speak to me.
Of softness...and strength.
Of holding on...and letting go.
Of impermanence.
Of inevitable change.
Of growth...and decay.
Of time....and seasons passing.
I often wonder all I'd miss and wouldn't see...if I didn't stop to listen.
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They speak to me.
Of softness...and strength.
Of holding on...and letting go.
Of impermanence.
Of inevitable change.
Of growth...and decay.
Of time....and seasons passing.
I often wonder all I'd miss and wouldn't see...if I didn't stop to listen.