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🔥Warning🔥 This poem contains vivid descriptions of wildfires and may be triggering for some readers. It is intended to honor the resilience and hope of those affected by wildfires, and to raise awareness about the impact of these disasters. †*****************† California's coastal hills, where cypress trees once swayed. Now ablaze, as flames engulf and hearts are dismayed. The inferno's fury, wild and free. Leaves scars that only time can see. To those who've lost their homes, once full of laughter and tears. Now reduced to ashes, memories, and all the passing years. May comfort find its way to you, and memories of joy forever shine through. I stand with you, through smoke and flames. Through every step of the rebuilding journey's pains. With a heart that cares, and a spirit that aspires. My sympathies are with you, like a burning fire. May the United States' spirit prevail. Through trials and tribulations, never fail: may the resilience of its people ...

In the depths of my soul, where shadows roam. The divine being whispers, "You are not alone,"   The things of God, the mysteries of the heart are made known to me: a slow and gentle start. When darkness falls, and troubles beset me, His eyes awaken, like stars in the midnight sea. My heart, a flame that flickers in the night is fanned by His love, a warm and guiding light. Though the journey's long, and winding be the road, His power and divine spirit lead me through life's darkest load.  The mountain top, a symbol of His lofty throne, beckons me to climb, to leave my fears, my doubts, my unknown. With every step, my soul, a canvas, is painted bright, With colors of hope, of joy, of love, that shine like beacons in the night.  The eyes of the divine, the eyes of life, never fade. A constant presence that guides me through life's joys and shades. In the darkest hours, when fears and doubts assail, He lights the candlelight, a gentle, loving gale. My sou...