In cosmic tapestry, a thread you spin,
A universe's intent, through you begins.
Your unique talents, gifts you hold so dear,
The universe's voice, resounding clear.
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Don't fear to act, nor let doubts restrain,
The universe's script, you'll play again.
No one can say, nor tell you how,
Your unique path, you'll find somehow.
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Yet navigate with wisdom, gentle grace,
Don't swim upstream, against the flowing race.
Lie belly up, with legs downstream,
And steer with purpose, let the stream resound.
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If progress falters, if dreams seem far,
Reflect within, where your barriers are.
Is your inner immunity, strong and bright?
Or does it hinder, casting shadows of night?
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Upgrade your fortress, strengthen your wall,
Embrace the wisdom, that's true and all.
For knowledge shared, like stars in the night,
Illuminates paths, both far and bright.
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Let your wisdom flow, like a gentle stream,
Guiding others, in their own pursuit's dream.
For though the world may celebrate those who climb,
It's those who elevate, who forever enshrine.
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So use your gifts, with wisdom and grace,
A symphony of talents, a world embrace.
The universe's intention, through you revealed,
A legacy of giving, forever excelled.
Saturday, time to play. I engage in a creative conversation with artificial intelligence, and this poem is the outcome of our little chat.
I wish you a delightful weekend full of wonder.