A Season to Return to Yourself

In the hush of winter’s velvet embrace,
when the world is adorned with a crystalline grace,
pause, dear soul, amidst the festive spree,
and remember the sacredness of simply being free

The rose may glimmer, the melodies may sing,
but the truest gift is the one you bring:
a heart unburdened, a spirit made whole,
the tender tending of your own soul

Wrap yourself in the warmth of your worth,
a love that surpasses the treasures of the earth.
breathe deep the scent of evergreen air,
and exhale the weight of unspoken care

For in the quiet glow of a candle’s light,
lies the truth that day transforms to night:
you are your haven, your shelter, your home,
a sanctuary where you’re never alone

Nourish the body with feasts of delight,
but feed the spirit with moments of quiet
let laughter ring, but let stillness reside,
balance the joy with the calm inside

This season is not just for giving away,
but for reclaiming the parts you’ve let stray
to fill your own cup, to honor your needs,
to plant in your heart the gentlest seeds

So let the world spin in its dazzling dance,
while you find solace in your own expanse
for the power of love begins with the self,
a treasure unearthed, a boundless wealth

And when you emerge, renewed, aglow,
the love you share will surely grow
for the gift of yourself, so tender, so true,
it is the holiest gift the world ever knew–

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