Dear reader, thank you

To be grateful is to create art.

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That one spring
the smell of your mother’s warm noodle soup,
floating all the way to your icy-cold room
after a long, gloomy day.

That one summer
the ride back home,
singing along with your family to your favourite song
after a road trip from the intriguing unknown.

That one autumn
the pouring leaves and raindrops fall,
washing away the regrets you never dared to say out loud
after a quiet and much needed walk.

That one winter
the snowflakes tickle your winter coat,
moving ever so swiftly in the air
after you have finally let go of your inner fears.

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The way the sun rises
for you to grab onto the pieces of today,
for you to start a puzzle anew.

The way the city screams your name
for you to hear loud and crystal clear,
for you to carry on.

The way the sun waves goodbye
for you to learn to let go of these pieces at midnight,
for you to build a new puzzle
tomorrow.

For now,
for you to sit with the moon and the stars

For a brief moment,
silence shouts.

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The way it feels
to embrace your favourite book in your arms,
flipping through the chapters
that take you to worlds—
ones you have yet to discover.

The way it feels
to embrace your loved ones (when it is safe to do so),
sharing joy, laughter, and perhaps a story
that bring you to tears—
all of which
you have been waiting for a long time.

The way it feels
to embrace your sad days,
pouring out your deepest sorrows
and
knowing that better days—
they are not so far away.

The way it feels
to embrace yourself,
holding onto both the learning curves and the high peaks
for they remind you and show you
how beautiful it is to be a work in progress—
all of the histories, wonders, and mysteries.

The way it feels
to embrace your art,
however you create it.

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To create art is to be grateful.

Tell me—
how do you create?