Life: divine mystery
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In the quiet hum of life, I saw a boy running, his laughter weaving through the fabric of time. The hours danced around him, as if caught in his joyous wake. I dipped my feet into the flowing stream of moments, and there, amidst the gentle current, I found a home I never wished to leave.
The sun, a faithful companion, still illuminates the highway I never wandered. Its golden rays linger, casting a warm embrace upon the untraveled road. I glimpsed a woman, tending to the miracle of another life. Time stood still, allowing me to witness the sacred swell of her belly, where art and existence entwine. It's the part the sun revealed to me, a force so potent that it compels me to sing. It's an inexplicable energy, a strange force in the air, compelling me to let my voice soar, for I cannot resist its pull.
Time, relentless and unyielding, marches on, yet it never withers. It's a game known only to the adept, a dance with fire that ignites all things. It's the sun, the time, the highway, the foot, and the ground. This force propels me to sing, to never halt, for it is an unyielding current that I cannot resist.
Copyright ? Beatriz Esmer