Independence is the mice against the unnerving winds.
Gratitude is the clouds above us, unreachable and
Euphoria is being immersed in the treacherous and daring
depths of life.
Resilience is the lion’s mane.
Acceptance is the cool summer breeze genially sweeping into
the thoughts and feelings and empowering it
As I wonder how fickle the human experience is and the reality
that has evolved, I begin to notice:
Independence is the urge to brave the cold winds through
its skeletal fingers
Gratitude is the genial ticking of the clocks.
Euphoria is the butterfly that nests in the lion’s nest, imbibed
in nature’s calling with a smile on their face.
Resilience is the bounce that reverberates
Acceptance is the stillness drenched in raging waters.
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