Lost in Nature, Found in Peace
where silence clears the mind and the soul begins to speak.
Among trees and open skies, I rediscover peace, purpose, and who I truly am.
A Dandelion
Golden sunflowers bow to the sky,
Yet the dandelion whispers, “I can fly.”
A puff of white, a breath, a wish,
Carried by the wind, a fleeting kiss.
Roots hold firm, though petals roam,
A humble flower that calls the world home.
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