there is a quiet that only winter can bring let’s not ignore it
we treat each new day as if it is the same day we had yesterday
absolute power is not concerned about us it does its own thing
there’s something almost magical about walking in the autumn rain
when was the last time you lied on your back and watched as the clouds passed by?
there is no right path there is only the path that we travel on now
when you can see the beginning, you realize that there is no end
to find inner peace it’s easier if we first see it in others
on hot summer days it’s often all we can do just to stand upright
we’re told that life is a never ending circle yet we don’t return
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