Wayne Orr

Writer 🕹️ Poet 🕹️ Lyricist


New Beginning from the Waste of the Past

In the garden where shadows softly fade,
Each ending whispers, a promise made,
Petals fall like memories, rich and deep,
From the soil of the past, new dreams weep.

A compost of losses, of heartaches and tears,
Nurtures the blooms that dispel our fears.
What once lay in darkness, forgotten and torn,
Now rises with vigor, reborn with the morn.

The daisies and roses, in colors so bright,
Dance in the sunlight, a glorious sight.
For every decay, there’s a seed that will sprout,
In the cycle of life, there’s no room for doubt.

The fragrance of growth mingles sweet with the past,
Each root intertwined, a story amassed.
From remnants of sorrow, new beauty will grow,
A tapestry woven, where hope starts to flow.

So let go of the shadows that cling to your heart,
Embrace the unfolding, the world’s work of art.
For every ending, a canvas anew,
In the garden of life, there’s always a view.

With each flower that blooms, let your spirit take wing,
In the dance of existence, find joy in the spring.
For in every farewell, find the promise of light,
An ending is merely a beginning in sight.

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