Such is life: under
the leaves, daffodils
prepare golden fields.
C'est la vie, our guide said. Such is life. We were driving through an area that was hit by a severe earthquake 2 years ago. Still people were living in tents, because their homes had become ruins, and rebuilding was a slow process. Clearly, life was hard on them, but it was moving on. So they had to as well. C'est la vie. We spent some money in the area, hoping our contribution to tourism is also contributing to the rebuilding of their community. There are so many things that are not right in the world. People that need help, and that you would love to help. There is, unfortunately, only so much an individual can do. So we do that, hoping to contribute to the rise of the golden fields one day.
Spring is coming.
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A fresh poem and a nice thought in your weekly poetry shot this time. Enjoy it here: https://paragraph.xyz/@trpplffct/such-is-life
A beautiful reflection on life’s quiet resilience, how even beneath the surface, something great is always preparing to bloom! Great 👍🏻 100 $degen
Thank you, Majid. Happy it landed so well.