If you falter, if you stray,
If your choices turn the day
Into shadows, heavy skies,
Do not despair—new dawns arise.
Sometimes without a thought, you'll find
You've wounded softly someone's mind.
Unmeant, yet still the pain is real,
A scar that time alone can heal.
The roads you walk may twist and bend,
Some journeys break before they end.
Yet every stumble, every fall,
Can teach the soul to stand through all.
Mistakes are teachers dressed in night,
They guide us closer to the light.
Through wrongs we learn the paths to take,
Through loss we learn what love can make.
So rise again, though knees may shake,
Your spirit stronger for the ache.
The tears you shed will cleanse the past,
And show that sorrow cannot last.
Cry if you must, let rivers flow,
Release the weight, let healing grow.
For even storms will fade away,
And broken hearts will find their way.
Remember this, when trials stay:
It's okay not to be okay.
For in the silence, in the pain,
The seeds of wisdom still remain.
And when you stand, renewed, aware,
You'll walk with courage, free from fear.
Each fall a step, each wound a song,
That teaches where we do belong.
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