In The Cold July.
Mindful poetry
In July, the chill runs deep,
A winter's breath, a world asleep.
The stars shine bright in frosted skies,
A quiet calm before sunrise.
In cozy warmth, we slow our pace,
Embrace the stillness, find our space.
July reminds us, in the cold,
To seek the light within we hold.
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