A mirror for the moment we refuse to see what’s right in front of us.
When life gets heavy, our vision narrows.
We turn inward, lose sight of each other,
and see only our own sorrow, magnified.
Meanwhile, the small wonders pass us by in silence.
In a world where luxury sometimes makes us forget what enough feels like,
happiness often hides in simplicity,
a glance, a gesture, a single breath.
Look again.
Not with eyes searching for blame,
but with eyes brave enough to see what is still here.
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