Life’s journey weaves tapestries with heartstrings—
Thread spun of woes and days lived in clover.
By grace they ease my soul’s earthly stopover,
Until called to come home…on angel wings.
© Ilija Lukić 2026
When I step mindfully out of living on autopilot, it’s easier to embrace the bittersweet awareness that everything changes and passes away.
I awaken and commit body and soul to cherish the ordinary, temporary moments in life, the heartstrings—like a fiery sunset, first love, a golden autumn morning, a meaningful conversation, a child’s laughter or delicate spray of springtide cherry blossoms; but also, empathy for suffering by others, compassion, soul-crushing heartbreak and betrayal.
The scarcity of time makes said moments precious and skyrockets their value. It’s impermanence that makes life profoundly meaningful, sacred and beautiful.
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