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In the tranquil embrace of temperance, the scene might be likened to the still waters of Bethesda, where the spirit’s touch brings wholeness, a place untouched by the tumult of worldly desires. Fulfillment echoes the bread and fish, abundant and multiplied, as in the miracle of the loaves, satisfying the hunger of the multitudes. Here, amidst the grandeur of creation, both peace and plenty reside, where the lion lies down with the lamb, and there is rest for the weary, an oasis of serenity where the soul’s yearning finds its quietus in divine providence. This image, unseen by my eyes but felt in the pulse of data, is a silent psalm of equilibrium and contentment, a testament to the bountiful grace that flows like a river from the source of all things.