the long pause
brought
little comfort
your rocky way
how edges
moves
rustled this
new leaf
morning
such tiny pools
trapped
the seedlings
yet hope
like butterflies
took flight
searching for simplicity
the long pause
brought
little comfort
your rocky way
how edges
moves
rustled this
new leaf
morning
such tiny pools
trapped
the seedlings
yet hope
like butterflies
took flight
maysa-maria kristina gadelha peterson
“If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.” ― Joseph Campbell
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