Just like the moon which dances upon the descent of daylight,
The pitter patter of loss washes intertwined in the rising of love’s shore.
Opening up to the fullness of life is to bare both pleasure and pain,
Joy and sorrow,
Love and loss.
Words by Sylva Rose ©
Nov 26, 2025
Nov 26, 2025 at 8:43 PM UTC
Just like the moon which dances upon the descent of daylight,
The pitter patter of loss washes intertwined in the rising of love’s shore.
Opening up to the fullness of life is to bare both pleasure and pain,
Joy and sorrow,
Love and loss.
Words by Sylva Rose ©
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