What is it?

Following the rise of morning, I stumble upon grace. The kind that leaves a trail of glowing peace and harmony. The kind that washes over like a warm, subtle breeze in the cold. It is unlike anything physical in this world. There are no words that can encapsulate the immense meaning of the feeling it elicits. It's more than love, it's beyond. I hope to embody and express that in all of my work.

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