What is the last thing you learned?

The last thing I learnt was how to let go, 

To watch the river, not fight its flow. 

The trees, they whispered, their leaves a song, 

Of endings, beginnings, where they belong. 

I held a stone, smooth from the tide, 

Its edges softened, its scars inside. 

It told me time is a gentle thief, 

Stealing sorrow, leaving relief. 

The last thing I learnt was to see the sky, 

Not as a limit, but where dreams can fly. 

The stars, they blinked with a knowing light, 

That even the darkest hours turn bright. 

I learnt to listen to the silence deep, 

Where secrets and truths in the shadows sleep. 

The wind carried echoes of what’s been and gone, 

A reminder that life still marches on. 

The last thing I learnt was to love the fall, 

The stumble, the rise, the mess of it all. 

For in every crack, there’s a seed that grows, 

And in every ending, a new path shows. 

So here I stand, with open hands, 

Ready to embrace what the world demands. 

The last thing I learnt was simply to be, 

A part of the earth, the sky, and the sea.

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