"kindle it with care"
The future
is neither promised
nor refused.
It rises
from the stubborn,
quiet
choices that
will not
spill their flame.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments5
Most beautifully said a truth in poetic form
I think by the time we see the light, we'll be gone.
Haha, true that, Paul! 🙏🕊️
much enjoyed write my friend
Beautiful, Rik...hope here isn’t some passive expectation that everything will work out. It’s something deliberately tended through all those small, stubborn choices we keep making. Quiet resilience with real weight behind it. Loved this, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Good write A.
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