The Earth's Tears
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The sweetness of our origins
The world continues to be born, but the fire is dying down.
The spiral becomes a breath,
the light grows slower, gentler,
as if creation were learning to settle.
At the centre, the tree remains.
It is no longer merely rooted in chaos;
it opens, it blossoms, it breathes.
On its branches, the sun and the moon respond to one another,
suspended like two balances finally in harmony.
Doves glide through the nascent air,
bearing a fragile peace, still new, still uncertain.
Everything falls into place without a break,
in a gentleness that does not erase the power,
but envelops it.
And in this orange light,
the world takes its first breath.
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