awareness

Yield

In lofty praise, great men may fall,
Their strength wanes when pedestals tall. Valued possessions draw thieving eyes,
Yet balance grants what truly lies.

Each in its place, each with its worth,
In humble soil, roots find their birth.
Tools in the hand, part of the throng, Guiding the self, where we belong.

To yield, to make space for the new, Embrace what’s vital, bid the old adieu.
For in the void, where letting go bleeds,
Lies room for what the heart truly needs.
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Awareness

In the quiet, I wait for the perfect rhyme,
As time slips by, unnoticed, in its climb.
Hoping for your glance, a moment to see,
But you’ve departed, and I’m left to be.

Awareness, a gift, so natural and true,
Yet ignorance prevailed, leaving me blue.
Be yourself always, strive until you find,
In every moment, your peace of mind.

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Navigating the Storm: How to Handle Disrespectful Behavior from the Sick

Illness is an unwelcome visitor in anyone’s life, disrupting routines and testing patience. Yet, beyond the physical symptoms, it often brings along a less-discussed companion: a storm of emotions that can lead to outbursts of temper and disrespectful behavior. In these moments, understanding and compassion become essential anchors for both the sick individual and those around them.

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