peace
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Life is a delicate balance between presence and dissolution; where breath brushes against eternity, and the rain quietly blurs the lines between what is transient and what remains, reminding us of the ephemeral nature of our existence. A mudra, a sacred gesture of the hands, embodies this balance; a harmony between chaos and calm,
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In the hectic pace of life, we experience rare moments of tranquility and satisfaction, referred to as copacetic, where harmony is present and the world feels balanced. The stars, like ancient poets, scrawl their light,A script of silver on the parchment of night.The winds that once roared are now a quiet prayer,A lullaby
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As I journey through life’s intricate tapestry, I find myself reflecting on the profound impact of time, the resilience of the human spirit, and the enduring power of memory. This poem, “A Tapestry of Time,” is a heartfelt exploration of these themes, woven with threads of introspection and experience. I invite you to join
