Fly, fly as freely as a feather in the wind.
Brush along the branches of an enormous tree,
and find yourself amongst all the colorful leaves.
That, you see, is where you will find peace.
Rinse your troubles away alongside a riverbed,
and find yourself floating upon a lily pad.
Allow yourself to drift further downstream,
until you’ve caught every last one of your dreams.
Catch the fireflies inside a glass jar,
as you promise one day to let them go.
One day you will, you’ll free them all.
And that’s when you’ll know exactly who you are.
Watch as the ember in your heart burns.
It will burn brighter with each moving breath.
It will fill your lungs with the hopes of living,
and in the end will eventually fall to rest.
Though in death a memory of life is born,
as we admire the hearts that once kissed ours.
We may one day yearn for a final breath,
as we find peace in a jungle of countless leaves.
Others have already found their peace,
and now it is time for us to find ours
in creating beautiful memories
alongside our friends and family
that we have grown to simply love,
and to love, we forever will.
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