Path

As I stand on this path, each step feels like a whisper from the earth, grounding me in the present. The war within me has quieted, replaced by a serene acceptance of the duality that defines my existence. My heart, once a battlefield, now beats in harmony with the rhythm of life around me.

I find beauty in the smallest moments—a bird’s song at dawn, the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze, the warmth of the sun on my skin. These simple pleasures, once overlooked, now fill me with a profound sense of gratitude. My eyes, once a sea of longing, now reflect the peace I have found within.

In this newfound tranquility, I embrace the melodies and verses that flow through me, each one a testament to the journey I’ve undertaken. Tears and smiles intermingle, painting a portrait of a soul that has learned to find joy in the midst of sorrow, and strength in vulnerability.

With each breath, I am reminded that life is a tapestry of moments, each one precious and fleeting. And as I walk this path, I do so with a heart open to the wonders of the world, and a spirit that dances to the music of its own making. 🙏🏾❤

©️Beatriz Esmer

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