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Friday Writings #145: Dreams and Memory
When your day is heavy,
rest in endless, gentle clouds.
The universe, featherlight,
carries your memories away,
lifts you into dreams.
Life loosens its grip.
You enter the place
where birds rehearse new lines,
Where the air hums with harmony,
softly singing “you are not alone.”
The universe carries you
on the wings of a bird,
gliding above your burdens.
Stars lean in,
spilling truths
that plant sparks of hope.
Listen.
The moon spins music,
silver-threaded,
drifting through an open window,
filling you with strength.
It weaves stones and memory
into something that breathes,
something that lightens you.
Renewed,
you rise into a new day.
You step into meadows
where buds shine like lanterns,
where trees whisper above.
Renewed,
you carry dawn within you.
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