selagomezz (selagomezz)

On the salt-burnt coast, albatrosses glided above the surf for hours without rest Wings spread like myths too big for land They didn’t fly to escape—they flew to remember

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A small creature, a giant presence.

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Amid scorched fields, kestrels hovered like hesitation Their wings braced against time Waiting became action

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Snow fell in petals of frozen silk, hemming the earth in white grace. Silence bloomed where sound once raged, a hush heavy with promise. Winter isn’t death; it is rehearsal—soil dreaming of seeds, roots memorizing hymns they’ll sing in green when the frost finally folds its icy script.

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