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"Through the Blossoms of Time"

I walk with you, my white companion,
Through fields where petals drink the sun.
Each bloom whispers stories of ancestors,
Of rivers, wind, and the songs we have begun.

The breeze carries your mane like silver threads,
And I feel the heartbeat of the Earth beneath.
We move in quiet reverence,
Between the colors, between the breath.

Every flower bends to greet us,
Every stem and leaf a guardian of light.
And in this sacred passage,
We are the keepers of the morning, the guardians of night.

Step with me, gentle horse,
Step with me through memory and dream.
In this endless bloom,
We become what the world has always meant to be.

🎨 Art by Serin Alar
🖊️Poem: Piahn

In the Embrace of Wings

Around her, gentle wings unfold,
Blue as the heart of morning light.
Each flutter a caress,
A whisper of love carried by the wind.

She closes her eyes and leans softly,
Feeling the warmth of the earth beneath,
The tender breath of air above,
The pulse of life in every wing.

They circle, tender and near,
Brushing her skin like remembered kisses,
Stories of the heart whispered
Through delicate, fluttering grace.

In their dance, she feels it all
Love, unseen yet deep,
A bond that stretches from soul to soul,
Wrapped in the quiet devotion of wings.

🎨 Art by Serin Alar
🖊️Poem: Piahn