Live in joy, though shadows creep
In peace that roots the soul so deep
Even where the storm winds double
Find stillness born of ancient sleep
Walk through fire with feet unburned
The path unseen, but deeply learned
Among the ash where sorrow lingers
Light weaves silence through your fingers
Speak not loud, but speak in flame
Let no illusion call your name
Where the world decays in motion
Hold to peace, though none remain
Breathe the smoke of time undone
Bless the moon, bless the sun
Even in the pit of grieving
Joy walks silently, never gone

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