It Is A Well Poem by Nafisah Daniella Ozohu Suleiman

It is a well,  
Amid the burdens, amid the cares.  
Through tempests wild, through waters deep,  
A quiet strength, a peace to keep.  
   
In shifting tides and twisting turns.  
Though shadows fall and skies turn gray,  
Hope rises softly, guides the way.  
 
It is not the absence of life's storm,  
Nor every path a gentle form.  
Yet through the fire, a truth will tell,  
And within the chaos, a whisper grows.
 
A steady calm the spirit knows.  
Through every loss, through trials near,  
A sacred solace draws us here.  
 
By Sheisddavid.