The Afternoon Sun: A Quiet Touch of Grace

The Afternoon Sun

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The afternoon sun filtering through the window

Smiles with its soft, subtle light,

Calling out to me in quiet warmth.

Whispering like a gentle melody,

It tells me it remembers every single worry

Tucked away in the time I have walked through.

In a peace where time itself seems to stand still,

The sunlight alone, a radiant light of life,

Caresses my heart that once felt like a wasteland.

The sorrows I had buried so deeply within

Break apart and melt away, one by one,

Blooming into fresh, vibrant green leaves.

Oh, mystical afternoon sun,

Forever cradling my weary soul

With the infinite beauty of this life.

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