Therapy Bits

In the stillness of dusk,

where shadows linger,

and the horizon blurs,

endless thoughts weave through

the fabric of time.

Life, a fleeting whisper,

dances on the breeze,

hinging on moments,

so delicate,

like dew on morning grass,

each droplet a heartbeat,

each glimmer a memory.

We are all but wanderers,

mortal souls tracing

the edges of eternity,

yearning for significance

in the vast expanse

that bends and stretches

beyond our grasp.

Beneath the weight of stars,

we ponder our insignificance,

but within that tiny flicker,

in this breath of existence,

an endless pulse of beauty

reminds us

we are alive.

From the chaos of laughter

to the quiet of despair,

each thread is woven tight,

each life a tapestry,

fragile yet resilient,

rising, falling,

in the embrace of time.

So let us drink deep,

savoring every sunset,

gathering the essence of moments—

for in this mortal frame,

in this wandering journey,

we touch the infinite,

if only for a heartbeat,

and find the endless

in our lives.

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