In a world that dwells in change.
One night’s dream.
Everything is fleeting.
A parting word by a death bed.
The melting snow
followed by blossom.
A summer fragrance that fades.
But my spirit is unbending
and unchanging.
Even when the dark days come.
And in the midst of nothingness.
I am at my best.
Life that once sunk deep into
my heart, now gives birth to shoots.
Swaying in the spring breeze.
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