The Journey
In the depths of the soul, where shadows dance,
Echoes of pain and whispers of chance.
There lies a journey, both dark and bright,
Where healing blooms from the depths of night.
Through winding paths of sorrow and strife,
Emerges the essence, the essence of life.
In the silence, where whispers reside,
Compassion grows, a gentle guide.
Each step, a dance of joy and sorrow,
Each tear shed, a promise for tomorrow.
For in the depths, where wounds do sear,
Resides the strength to persevere.
In the quiet moments, amidst the storm,
The heart finds solace, begins to transform.
From broken pieces, it crafts anew,
A tapestry of colors, both vibrant and true.
With each sunrise, a chance to mend,
To embrace the journey, to transcend.
For in the ebbs and flows of healing’s embrace,
Lies the beauty of resilience, the gift of grace.
So let the darkness turn to light,
Let hope shine through, banish the night.
For in the depths of pain and despair,
There blooms a garden, tender and rare.
Where inner healing, self-love, and compassion intertwine,
A symphony of healing, a sacred shrine.
And though the journey may twist and bend,
It leads us back to ourselves, in the end.
Danica Rivera
