Untitled AI art by @sociable-eternity

"The Garden of Hearts" In the garden of the heart, we plant seeds of love. At times, the wind will take them away, and at other times, the rains will drown them. But in the soil of loss, new flowers will always bloom. I stood once at the edge of the world, grief in my heart and shadow in my eyes. The love I thought was mine slipped like sand through my fingers, and I wondered if I would ever find my way. The pain was heavy, yet I held it close like a dear friend. And then, as the sun rises after the night, so did I begin to see. Not all is lost. Not all is gone. For in the deepest of darkness, there are stars—waiting to light our path. And so, I walked. Alone, yet never lonely. For the universe had whispered its secret: people, like seasons, come and go, and in their coming and going, we learn to grow.