Blown in gently
Rustling softly.
Colours faded
Choices jaded.
To give
Or take?
No, share.
To come together
Quietly.
In peace and understanding
To help and heal.
To resolve
To leave the hurt behind.
Accept
Forgive.
Grace ourselves
With the gift
Of our future.
To acknowledge
Praise and live,
In joy, love
And tranquility.
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