By Mohammad A.Yousef
In the quiet mornings when the sun stretches,
and the dew clings to the grass,
each drop carries a secret,
waiting for someone to notice.
Children laugh and chase each other,
their giggles echo like hidden songs,
reminding us that joy can be found,
in the simplest of moments.
Every face we meet is a puzzle,
stories woven in the lines of their smiles,
and in the shadows beneath their eyes,
where dreams and fears blend freely.
Walk through autumn leaves,
watch them dance and swirl,
reminders that change is always near,
wearing colors no one can command.
Questions bubble like a gentle stream:
Why are we here? What is the way?
But sometimes, it's the asking,
the seeking that brings light to the dark.
Take a breath, fill your lungs with wonder,
let the world unfold its mysteries—
like a book waiting to be opened,
pages turning in the soft afternoon.
Dark clouds roll in, shadows will fall,
but the sun will find its way back,
reminding us that life is woven in threads
of bright and dim, our laughter, our tears.
In the end, it's the paths we tread together,
the laughter, the failures, the hopes—we hold,
that create the fabric of who we are.
Embrace the unknown; dive into the deep.
Each moment, a chance to discover,
the beauty hiding in plain sight,
to know the mystery of life,
is to truly live, not just survive.
So step forth, dear friend, hands open wide.
The world spins full of wonders, vast and bright,
and in each day, breathe in the magic,
for life is a dance, and every heartbeat a clue.
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