Back pain

Head ache

Easily fatiqued

Three days counting.

Sun shines after the rain

Plants are harvested after weeding

Fruits ripen after a while

Cities are built from villages.

It is a matter of time

For every moment there is gladness

For every feeling there is grace

For every awakening there is a rising.

You miss the joy of sun light

You miss the watching of a series

You miss the talking with authority

You miss the laughter from jokes made.

A matter of gratitude

Thankful of the more sleeping hours

The fluidity that comes

And the tranquility of making peace with it.

All praise to He

The one above

The King of Kings

The Supreme.

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