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Above the withered wood new shoots slowly rise
Roots long buried quietly opening their eyes
No need to burst into sudden bloom so grand
Just want to hold those tiny buds again in hand
Let go of fitting into the world's design
Learn to hear the thoughts that are truly mine
No more saying "anything"without a thought
Dare to choose the unclear the unsought
Break free from the old frames that bind
Allow life some foolishness of its own kind
No need for everyone's approval to be right
Being true to yourself is gentle might
Only through suppression know softness is rare
Blades fading doesn't mean breaking down there
No need for hardness to guard what's within
Softness unfolding shines from within
No longer afraid of unknown forks ahead
Accept life's curves and bends instead
Small choices can nourish the soul
Bit by bit waking the green that's whole
Heart softens grass and trees slowly grow
Steady and unhurried waiting for inner glow
Allow yourself to stretch and freely be
Softness just shines naturally