a single life is like a pebble to a still lake.
seemingly inconsequential,
but branching off greater than you think.
the ending of this life spreads even further,
the ripple effect of life.
the end is never truly final.
a single life is like a pebble to a still lake.
seemingly inconsequential,
but branching off greater than you think.
the ending of this life spreads even further,
the ripple effect of life.
the end is never truly final.
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absolutely! I so agree
here we are quoting Poets
that offered, relatable insights
written millenniums, ago
so yeah, we may be finite
creatures
but our deeds and their 'ripples'
will become immortal
for as long as humanity, continues
to survive!
thanks for sharing, such
an Empowering message
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