Woven By Breath; Life In Multitudes

Life is a storm,

whipping and churning

inside of us,

tearing us apart

with its fierce winds

and relentless waves.

Love is a fragile flower, blooming

in the midst of the storm,

its delicate petals swaying

in the wind,

but never breaking.

Loss is a demon,

lurking in the shadows,

waiting to pounce on us

when we least expect it,

taking away the people

and things we hold dear.

Depression is

a suffocating darkness,

enveloping us

in its embrace,

trapping us

in a never-ending cycle

of sadness and despair.

Isolation is a prison,

separating us

from the world,

locking us away

from the people

and places

that bring us joy.

But amidst all this

chaos and turmoil,

there is beauty.

A beauty that is

multifaceted

and ever-changing,

like the shifting patterns

of a kaleidoscope.

This beauty takes on

many forms,

from the intricate

structures of a snowflake

to the delicate

melody of a bird's song.

It is a beauty

that transforms us,

lifting us

out of the darkness

and into the light.

And in this light,

we find hope.

A hope that transcends

even the depths of hell,

shining like a beacon

in the midst of the storm.

For in the midst

of all this

pain and suffering,

we are not alone.

We are held

in the loving embrace

of the universe,

a universe that is

infinite in its beauty

and possibilities.