Death is another journey
A transformation
From pain and sorrow
From the stresses of the daily grind
And grind we must.
The battle scars disappear
Like magic sweeping dust
A Painter with invisible brushes
A create using heavenly clay.
Soul drifting into light
The path of no return
A softening comfort chamber
To gently take your rest.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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