Urban Repose

The weary heart is not nursed to health in realms beyond our suffering;
the rejection of such realities stands to create false resolve.
While the threnody for solace is sung by the choir of the streets to the beat of our hearts,
it is the moments between the notes that gives us purpose.
Self amity in isolation does not equate with harmony in integration;
Nirvana can only be realized within the context of our lives.
Peace, within chaos.

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