
We find peace and renewal where we least expect.–Michelle Liew
π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π
The fireplace glows, its hearth alight,
A dazzling display in quiet night.
The ashes fly as the heat subsides,
And something walks where truth does hide.
π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π
What was once bright light, meets its demise
And in the stillness, a surprise
Among charred remains, a spark
Hidden in shadows, black and dark
π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π
The spark glows, not seen by eyes,
Its growth concealed, meant for the wise.
Though its light is dim, heat does reside
In its heart, peace abides.
π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π π₯π₯πͺ΅π₯π―οΈπ₯π
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