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How does one achieve harmony between the self and the world?

 
 

THE WISDOM OF SURRENDER

I never thought I would live long enough

to have “twilight years”

yet here I am amid gathering shadows

a vessel of time cloaked in gratitude

for decades I fought against the current 

gripping, reaching, refusing to bend
but the river is wiser 

now I yield, and it carries me home

I am who I’m meant to be
weathered by time, the damage speaks,

etched by sorrow and healed by grace,

each ache a story, each scar a truth

I move with the rhythm of the cosmos,

flowing over a jagged life,

past the echoes of storms that rumbled my bones,

lighter at last, unburdened, free

I am the keeper of stories now

whispered dreams, moonlit tears,

bittersweet joys,

unfolding them like petals at dawn

I stand on the precipice of eternity,

at peace

held by the hush of forever

there is nothing to be but this

nothing to give but love


Amor Fati


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