Tag: end of the year
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Just a Few Days Before a Fresh Beginning
The earth hums beneath the stillness, its rhythm felt in the breath of the wind, the soft exhale of branches weighed with frost. This is the pause—the holy interlude— where endings and beginnings collide. A lone bird calls across the void of twilight, its song a question and an answer all at once. What has…
Field Notes of a Wanderer 