Rosalyn’s Pulse

Step softly—hear the ocean sigh,
Its waves rise and fall beneath the sky.
A tiger prowls through the emerald green,
Its gaze a reminder of all that’s unseen.

Breathe in the flowers, the waterfalls’ spray,
Feel the sunlight bend, the shadows play.
Even the storms, the thunder, the rain,
Teach lessons of loss, of joy, of pain.

Can you feel it? The heartbeat of earth,
In every stone, every creature, every birth.
It hums in the wind, it thunders in seas,
It whispers in branches, it dances in leaves.

Bow gently, honor its rhythm, its might,
Let your own pulse merge with its light.
We are threads in this tapestry, vast and deep,
Awake in the world, awake while it sleeps.

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