I have learned that love is no debt, nor a cross we must bear,it is the pulse in our veins and the scent in the air.

My latest poem is a reflection on the "ultimate grace": the moment we stop fighting our sorrows and let them turn into a harvest of kindness instead. It’s a walk through the thorns to find a beautiful mile.

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