In the Autumn I gathered all my sorrows and buried them…

Purplerays

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“In the Autumn I gathered all my
sorrows and buried them in my
garden.

And when April returned and
Spring came to wed the Earth,
there grew in my garden beautiful
flowers unlike all other flowers.

And my neighbors came to behold
them, and they all said to me:

“When Autumn comes again,
at seeding time, will you not
give us of the seeds of these
flowers that we may have them
in our gardens?”

🍁 Khalil Gibran

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Text and image source: Poet’s Corner / Esquina Poetica https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=pfbid02Uxb2Ww9hXr5mfjEHuh4qeW2tScj1bYroRvoMeC9mYhX7eE1HDtZrHDKcVb7vSMJml&id=100033838135937

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