-------Toward the Summers Solstice-------
The glory of true beauty is that it's found in everyone and
everything.
No soul is beyond the capacity to love or be loved,
no sadness without a subtle remembrance of the complementing
joy.
It is in the silence of words that go unspoken
and the fertile roots of our garden weeds.
We were all born with the purity of heart
and so forever have it in our blood.
And as is with the heights and depths of each solstice,
beauty is ever-moving and persistent by nature,
perfect
when the difference between is let go
and we fall in love.
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