Beneath The Storm And Sun

Without struggle, there is no progress
No tasting sweet without the sour,
No warmth of sun, no radiant light,
Without the weight of storm and shower.

Love bears its scars, and joy its pain
Each breath we take, both gift and cost
A rhythm shared with souls who leave,
As life breathes in where lives are lost.

In time, we find where joy resides
Not in the grand, but in the small
The quiet grace of simple things,
Life’s whispered song, its softest call.

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