🍁What Turns Grief to Gold?🍁
My heart sings loud from songs that once did weep—
my silent strings now wake from long sleep.
What keeps cold’s trace yet lets warm joy take hold?
What flutters soft as light, yet shines like gold?
The moon remembers frost that touched the ground—
snow that fled now wraps trees all around.
Where do wandering seasons tie to one place?
What glows like treasure in the night’s deep space?
Here in Jingshi, I pull it near and tight—
let breath and gaze weave in its crimson light.
What makes stillness sing and sorrow take flight?
Say the words that make dark days shine bright...🌚✨03072026 安娜·梅·德拉·奇纳
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