we can’t understand what we will not listen to and ask questions of
if we do not love ourselves, we cannot share love with anyone else
until we find peace in ourselves, we won’t find it in anyone else
while we are focused on one thing, everything else is happening
it’s easy to hide and yell at the world, courage requires we engage
we can find comfort knowing others have as well in a well-worn place
we may not agree on a favorite hot sauce and that is okay
as the birch tree sheds its layers, new growth appears so it can survive
beautiful colors tell an ominous story in the sunrise glow
some who came before bridged over the obstacles we get to avoid
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