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    The author finds solace in nature after feeling weighed down by grief and loss. While in the forest, they have a cathartic release of emotions and gain a new perspective. Though still carrying their pain, the author feels more resilient and accepting of life's cycles of death and rebirth. Nature has taught them that while grief remains, it can transform into part of one's being rather than an overwhelming burden.

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    The author finds solace in nature after feeling weighed down by grief and loss. While in the forest, they have a cathartic release of emotions and gain a new perspective. Though still carrying their pain, the author feels more resilient and accepting of life's cycles of death and rebirth. Nature has taught them that while grief remains, it can transform into part of one's being rather than an overwhelming burden.

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    Reed Diary Endterm

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    The author finds solace in nature after feeling weighed down by grief and loss. While in the forest, they have a cathartic release of emotions and gain a new perspective. Though still carrying their pain, the author feels more resilient and accepting of life's cycles of death and rebirth. Nature has taught them that while grief remains, it can transform into part of one's being rather than an overwhelming burden.

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    December1

    8,2023

    Monsoonhumi dit
    yweighedheavi
    lyi
    nt heai
    r,ref
    lecti
    ngtheweightonmychest .My
    worldwaspaintedincol
    orsofl
    ossaseachbr eathscrapedagainstri
    bst hatfel
    t
    woundedbyangui sh,asl
    uggi
    shachingthatbloomedout war
    d. Buttoday,Ibravel
    y
    venturedbeyondthesombercanvas.IwenttoMot herNatur
    e'scathedral,t
    he
    whisperi
    ngpines,f
    orcomfor
    ttoday.

    Thef orestfl
    oorhadspeckl
    eddreamsduet othesun'
    sfil
    teredemeraldcanopies.
    Ancientstoneswer ecover
    edinmoss,withever
    ygrainservingasar eminderoft
    ime'
    s
    rel
    entless,gradual
    embrace.Thi
    splacehadagentlebuzztoi t
    ,qui
    eterthanthe
    hol
    lowachei nmyheartandquiet
    erthanbone.

    Icameuponacl eari
    ngshadedbyol doaks,wit
    hsunshinehighli
    ghti
    ngt hei
    rtwisted
    branchesagainstthedeepbluesky. Ir
    eli
    evedmyselfhere.Whisper
    ingleavesandt he
    windbroughtforthadmissi
    onst hatwereunpol
    ishedandunf i
    lt
    ered.Long-suppressed
    tearsburstf
    orthli
    keoverfl
    owingstreams,chi
    seli
    ngcleartunnel
    sthrought he
    toughenedgroundofmyspi r
    it
    .

    Andt
    hen,
    somet
    hingshi
    ft
    ed.

    Myst omachbegantobloom withasubtl


    ewar mththatspr
    eadlikethegentl
    eglowof
    ameadowundert hemoon. Thelul
    labyofthewindseemedt oconveysecrets,of
    acceptanceandtheunwaveri
    ngdanceofl i
    feanddeath.Thepaininmychest
    subsi
    ded, becomi
    ngafaintt
    hreadofsil
    verinadarkclothr
    atherthanbeingerased.

    Il
    efttheclear
    ingast hesunsankbeyondt het r
    eeli
    ne,
    il
    lumi
    nat
    ingtheskywith
    bri
    ll
    ianthues.
    Myf oot
    stepswereli
    ghter,andthearomaofpi
    neandr ai
    n-ki
    ssedear
    th
    fi
    l
    ledmybr eath.Thewei ghthadnotdisappeared,
    buti
    twascarri
    edinsi
    demenow, as
    partofthecompl exmapofmybei ng,ratherthanonmyback.

    Thoughthepineshadtaughtmer esi
    li
    encyandthegradual
    ,tenaci
    ousmending
    powerofnat
    ur e,
    gri
    efwouldalwaysbewi t
    hmeandr emainascaronmyl andscape.
    Theyhadmur muredofoneness,ofthenever
    -endi
    ngcycleofdeathandrebi
    rththat
    thr
    obbedatthecenterofeveryt
    hing.

    Il
    ieunderthebig,st
    ar-str
    ewncanvastonightwit
    hopenpal ms,readytoembrace
    whatevertomorrowcomes, i
    nsteadofcl
    i
    nchedf i
    sts.
    Thepai nst
    il
    lhums,buti
    thas
    tr
    ansformedint
    oal ul
    laby,asongoftheunbrokenmel odyofexi
    stence.

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