In the unseen realms where shadows dwell,
Resides the anguish of those who cannot tell,
The beauty that life in its myriad forms,
Brings forth both sunshine and storms.
Blind are they to the hues of the dawn,
To the tender embrace of a dew-kissed morn,
Yet in darkness they find a silent plea,
For light's caress to set them free.
Life's path winds through valleys deep,
Where sorrows sow and secrets keep,
But from each stumble, each painful blow,
Strength emerges, a steadfast glow.
Rise, oh soul, from the depths profound,
Where despair's echo once did resound,
For in the journey of trial and strife,
Lies the metamorphosis of life.
To grasp the essence, to truly see,
The symphony played by destiny,
Embrace the symphony of joy and pain,
For therein lies wisdom, the ultimate gain.
Thus, weave your tale with threads of grace,
In every triumph, in every trace,
Of tears shed and battles fought,
Lies the tapestry of lessons taught.
So, cherish each moment, each fleeting breath,
For in the tapestry of life and death,
Beauty unfolds in its wondrous art,
To heal, to mend, to soothe the heart.
And though the path may twist and bend,
With every hardship, with every friend,
Know that you grow with every fall,
A testament to the human soul's call.
In the hidden world where suffering lies,
Beauty awaits for unveiled eyes,
To see, to cherish, to understand,
Life's true essence in its gentle hand.