It is the gradual nature of change.
Change viewing internally, As our external wavers and shifts.
As the earth molds new layers, burns old skins.
Utterly temporary is this.
rythm
- Saera
- feathers nit me a skin to wrest my tired soul, that creation may sprout its loving tendrils threw this heart. Where curiosity and deep knowing opened these dreams.
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