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Upon the winding, lonely road I tread, Where whispers of the past in silence spread, Each step a thought, each breath a sigh, Beneath the vast and watchful sky. Time stretches like the endless way, That beckons me through the fading day, Each bend reveals a truth untold, Each mile of thought worth more than gold. Till I reach familiar ground, I carry stillness I have found, The peace that comes from walking afars Over roads with all their scars. Here in the quiet, far from sight, Where wisdom mingles with the dimming light, I find the answers I've long sought, In pools of deep and sacred thought. And when I reach familiar ground, I carry stillness I have found, For in this solitude, I find my way, A journey in thought, come what may. Photos, lyrics: Alan Bonnici ( https://www.AlanBonnici.com ) Lyrics set to music: https://suno.com     Follow This, That and (Maybe), the Other : ...

The sun begins its climb,  Gathering strength,  Pushing on,  Replacing the incumbent. Its golden rays start stretching wide,  Dispelling night’s embrace,  Building energy inside,  To light the world with grace. This daily feat, we hope, Inspires readers of these lines, As soon as they awoke, To have a day that shines. So let this be the start, Of a day both bold and kind, Grant strength within one’s heart, And peace within one’s mind. x