By: Einail
Graphics by: Crismhil S. Anselmo
Photos by: Jemuel N. Reyes
The golden rays that shine so bright
A healing balm to the soul’s eye
Soothing the weary soul and giving it rest
Its calming charm radiates its best purpose yet
Wrapping your heart and soul in its comforting grace.
Like leaves fall during the peak of autumn
Giving new life to itself again as it blooms
Sure does hope work for the same reason
That for every ending waits anew
A new life to give meaning to.
Healing is not linear and doesn’t come overnight
Wanting to be better could never be out of sight
As the waves of life come crashing through
And it seems so bleak that life is pressing you
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