The small creature beneath the ferns seems to echo your sorrow, its steady pulse the only soft answer to such heavy stillness.
A reading from Psalms 38:10
My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me. {is gone...: Heb. is not with me}
— Psalms 38:10 (en_kjv)
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My strength faileth me.