Fear not,

You who walk The Path.

Paradoxes abound,

Contradictions even more.

Fear not,

Wanderer Of The Path,

Of the solitude that surely will come;

For only in that silent blue of snow,

You will hear,

The True color in the flame of your soul.

Wanderer Of The Path,

Fear not,

At every step on the frost;

For in the heart of winter lies the promise of summer.

Fear not,

Pilgrim of duality,

To the void of resonant snow,

Where the echo of your own truth becomes palpable.

And from shivering without shelter,

Lost in the snow,

To burning in your living flame,

The path will lead you.

But fear not,

Wanderer Of The Path

For he who harmonizes the contrasts,

Who embraces the paradox,

Reaches the destination,

The Triad Of Being.

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer”

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This piece resonates with me in different ways each time I look at it. But for the path I am on today, I decided to write this. I feel that whoever looks inward, sooner or later, finds themselves alone (Even figuratively). And the more alone they are, the more they look inward. And cold is the solitude. But the Path of "Who am I?" Eventually leads you to the invincible warmth of your essence. And it burns fiercely to discover your truth. But it is there, where true peace is found. Not in the problem-free stillness, but in the harmonization of opposites. The Triad Of Being. For he who enjoys a summer, must have endured a winter. He who delights in the snow, treads the sands.