On the canvas of life,Every sweep of the brush matters,Counts for something…
—Scott Hastie
Where once there was a void,Now at least there are Seeds of splendour,Becalmed belief for another time.
The sacred bequestOf times long spent with your heartThat saturate and illuminate you nowSo piercingly…
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