A quiet reading
It is strange to me, How I see you appear, each time Radiant as light From a thousand stars , A warming embrace From a familiar source, Yet distant as a new place, a new face, a new shape Learning to see and feel again, These apparent differences So that we may once again, Remember.
Take a moment before choosing what comes next.
“It is strange to me,
How I see you appear, each time
Radiant as light
From a thousand stars ,”
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This curated edition is shared as personal artistic expression, not medical, financial or relationship advice. Sacred names and traditions are approached with respectful poetic or devotional context.
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