English Not every light is born in an instant. Sometimes all it needs is silence. And a heart that has endured confusion One day understands how precious spring can be. We search for meaning not among distant stars, But in the things we gently choose to keep. In simple words, in outstretched hands, In learning to forgive and simply live. Though not everything is ours to understand, And the road is often hidden by the mist, If kindness is the breath that guides us, Then our lives upon this earth are not in vain. Yes, if kindness is the breath that guides us, Then our lives upon this earth are not in vain. And if even one living heart Finds light within the colors that I leave behind, I'll know my struggle wasn't wasted, And that my long, difficult journey had meaning. My road may never be completely clear. My voice may never reach every ear. But if my brush is guided only by love, I'll never turn away from my earthly path. Though not everything is ours to understand, And the road is often hidden by the mist, If kindness is the breath that guides us, Then our lives upon this earth are not in vain. Not in loud fame, nor in the praise of strangers, But in never betraying the fire within the soul. As long as love lives in my breath, I'll place that light into your hands. We are not here in vain. As long as love lives in my breath, My paintings will speak without words.
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