In the depths of our souls, where our most hidden thoughts reside,
There lies a well of self-love, quietly awaiting to be discovered,
Like a treasure buried deep in the soil.
Self-love is a gentle flame, flickering inside of us,
Like a beacon guiding us through the dark,
Encouraging us to recognize our own worth and potential.
It's a love that doesn't depend on external validation,
Like a sturdy tree, standing tall on its own roots,
Unshaken by the storms of life,
Or swayed by the opinions of others.
Self-love is a silent whisper,
Urging us to embrace all parts of ourselves,
The good, the bad, and the ugly,
Like a parent loving their child unconditionally.
It's a love that doesn't waver or fade,
Even during the toughest times,
A love that remains constant and unwavering,
Like the flow of a river through the ages.
It's a love that's within reach,
Waiting for us to open our arms,
And embrace its healing power,
Like a ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds.
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The Art of Self-Love: Vol 1 | P
Şiir"The Art of Self-Love: Vol I" is a powerful and empowering poetry to discovering the beauty of self-acceptance and self-love. This book is a call to embrace all aspects of yourself-the good, the bad, and the ugly-and to treat yourself with kindness...
