HOPE

​The ground we knew is gone,

And shadows fill the room.

We wait to see the dawn,

Beyond the heavy gloom.

​The heart has bled and cracked,

Beneath the sudden weight.

We look at what we lacked,

And face a fragile state.

​But breath remains within,

A quiet, steady beat.

We gather to begin,

And stand upon our feet.

​We do not mend right now,

Nor heal in just one day.

We make a steadfast vow,

To walk a better way.

​We trim the heavy grief,

And clear the tangled mind.

Each step brings sweet relief,

To leave the dark behind.

​A tear may softly fall,

When memories awake.

We learn to hold it all,

For our own spirit's sake.

​We build the ruins high,

With patient, gentle hands.

Beneath an open sky,

The strengthened pillar stands.

​The cracks let in the light,

To make the spirit whole.

The yield is calm and bright,

A harvest for the soul.

​The past is not erased,

But shapes the present view.

Through bitter storms we faced,

We made ourselves anew.

​Now hope outlasts the rain,

And wellness takes its place.

We grew from all the pain,

And found our lasting grace.

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Writen on 2026-May-28

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