Loss changes you,
A ripple in the stillness,
Transitions the lens through which you gaze,
Painting the world in softer hues and shadows.

It shifts your point of view,
What once felt mundane
Now whispers secrets of fragility,
Each heartbeat a reminder of what was lost,
Each breath a canvas of what remains.

You become more tender-hearted,
An echo of empathy woven through your veins,
Awareness blooms like wildflowers
In the cracks of your heart,
For the souls who wander, ...