Poetry cures
Listen when the trees sigh
This spell never ends
Amidst the emotional turmoil of dealing with a co-worker's panic attack, this first responder seeks support and resources from the community to address the growing mental health crisis in our society.
The legend of something wrong.
A series of perpetual perfect mouthfuls.
To each claim, it’s countermeasure.
Among the wishes you missed.
The sky was awash with colors as the sun began to set, casting long shadows across the landscape.
The fields, bathed in golden light, stretched out as far as the eye could see, dotted with wildflowers and tall grasses that swayed in the gentle breeze.
The air was thick with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the distant hum of insects.
As I walked along the dirt path that wound through the fields, I couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and tranquility wash over me.
The beauty of nature, untouched and unspoiled, was a rare and precious thing, and I felt lucky to be able to witness it.
As the sun sank lower in the sky, the colors intensified, painting the clouds in shades of pink and orange that seemed almost surreal.
I paused to take it all in, feeling a sense of awe and wonder at the sheer majesty of it all.
In that moment, I realized that sometimes the most profound moments in life are the ones that are the simplest.
The beauty of nature, the warmth of the sun on your skin, the sound of the wind in the trees – these are the things that truly matter.
And in a world that often seems so chaotic and overwhelming, it's important to take a step back and appreciate the little things that make life worth living.