The poet


A poet should give words to the silent swaying of tulips in the wild.
You are blessed with the ability to create magic with words.
Use it wisely to bring out beauty and pain for the world is multifaceted.
Write of pain and sorrow but with your words weave a path to a better tomorrow.
It is known the world is stubborn, and hard to change. You have been given a tool, work with it results are not in your control.
Maybe the world is in the pangs of the rebirth, of a better tomorrow outcome of all this pain and sorrow.
Nature at times is an illusionist, mirage in the desert, the calm before the storm, are a few tricks up its sleeve.
Pray for a better tomorrow and work towards it.

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