In all things
The blade of grass
The drop of dew
The girl on the other side of the world who does not know
How much she really means
But will soon
Even if she forgets again soon after
In all things
Light
And a potential for it to go out
Just the same as for it to grow
Brighter
Than that which shines from the burning star
Around which we turn
In all things
A voice
A song that has been sung
For many years
And will continue
Long after we all have passed
In all things
I am
Nothing
But a passing breeze
A leaf
Which is carried thusly
To fall and break apart
To return once more
In all things
You
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
Great writing.
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Thank you, Adnama. 🙂
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You are Welcome 🙂
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Excellent theme ! Well expressed !!
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