I am not frightened to linger, to stay with my own thoughts and feelings, just for a while.
There is a rawness in the moment I need to embrace, for within the sorrow there is beauty to be found; a friend to be missed and treasure to be discovered.
To hide from the sadness is to miss the lessons that sorrow brings.
With the passing of time a celebration of life will come…but as each season progresses to the next, the heavens declare…there is no rush.
It would almost be rude to pretend autumn is spring or winter is summer, so for now I am content, I have made my choice to stay.
There is beauty to be found, in the moment.
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