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“Logic Rests”

Perched quietly among the cherry blossoms, the little bird had never intended to stay; drawn by curiosity rather than comfort, he found himself surrounded by a colour her never thought he’d love – pink.  The blossoms, in their unapologetic softness, fluttered around him like thoughts unspoken, delicate and irrational, yet somehow perfect.  As the breeze whispered through the branches, the bird closed his eyes, no longer seeking pattern or reason, only stillness.  In that fleeting moment, nestled in a bloom he once dismissed, he discovered that not all beauty needs explaining – some is simply meant to be felt.