Wind holds its breath
In the eye of the storm,
There is only silence--
And the promise
of new beginnings.
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A/N: There is always hope, even in the storm of our lives.
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Echoes of the Silent Sky
PoetryMoments in nature and life's ever-changing seasons, captured in words that echo beneath the tranquil sky. Walk with me on this journey into the heart of haiku.
