Peace is Mine to Hold
The sunlight poured into my palm as if the sky itself wished to rest for a moment within me.
At Wonderwood, I remembered: peace isn’t delivered when the world softens — it awakens when we do.
Each wrinkle, each scar, became scripture — a reminder that healing isn’t the absence of pain, but the grace of living through it with love.
Peace is not the world’s gift to me.
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Peace is Mine to Hold
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