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The courtyard is empty,
yet the trees are crowded with wishes.
Ribbons remain where voices have disappeared,
binding memory to bark,
hope to a place no longer speaking.
This image is not about belief,
but about what people leave behind
when belief no longer needs witnesses.
The courtyard is empty,
yet the trees are crowded with wishes.
Ribbons remain where voices have disappeared,
binding memory to bark,
hope to a place no longer speaking.
This image is not about belief,
but about what people leave behind
when belief no longer needs witnesses.