Every Season Leaves Something Behind.

Not everything that ends is lost.

Some things have to fall
before they can become something else.

What once gave shade
becomes shelter.
What once stood tall
returns to the soil.

The old makes room.
The fallen still gives.
What looks like an ending
becomes the beginning of something new.

Nothing stays as it was.
But nothing passes through a life
without leaving something behind.

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Maybe that's true of us, too.

The seasons we outgrow.
The things we lose.
The versions of ourselves
we no longer need.

They don't have to be wasted
just because they are over.

What we carry becomes what we give.