It’s not your job to think I'm fine,
That task, sweet soul, is only mine.
When I resist the world I see,
I trade my peace for misery.

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The world I meet is just my view,
Reflected thoughts in every hue.
Inside and out, they intertwine—
The mirror shows this heart of mine.

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 I love what is, I let it be,
In truth, I find serenity.
No blame, no war, no grand disguise,
Just quiet grace and open eyes.

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To argue with the truth I face,
Is losing—every single case.
The mind will prove what it believes,
Till questioned thought no longer grieves.

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When thoughts bring pain, I pause, inquire,
I trace the spark back to the fire.
And when the truth comes shining through,
What's left is joy, and me with you.

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A story told, a tale of pain,
Can vanish like a summer rain.
Forgiveness says, "It wasn't so,"
And peace begins to softly grow.

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 I love what is, I let it be,
In truth, I find serenity.
No blame, no war, no grand disguise,
Just quiet grace and open eyes.

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Not yours to fix, but God's to steer—
Just tend your thoughts, and peace draws near.
Stay out of lanes that aren't your own,
And find the calm you've never known.

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Everything happens not to, but for,
Each step unlocks a deeper door.
No time too soon, no pain in vain—
All paths are part of love’s domain.

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 I love what is, I let it be,
In truth, I find serenity.
No blame, no war, no grand disguise,
Just quiet grace and open eyes.