Rhythm

With every tear that fell, and every difficult moment we took, we’ll create our own rhyme, weaving the fabric of experience into the story unfolds.

Life’s a tip-toe between-

the shadows and the light,

sometimes we stand strong, 

sometimes we feel a bit vulnerable;

when the road gets rocky, 

and the nights feel long,

we learn to find our rhythm, 

in the right and wrong,

fast and slow,

toughness and effortless,

in the ardent journey,

being called life...

It’s harder and softer, 

the way that we feel,

shape up the building blocks for- 

our growth,

let the ideas flow;

sometimes we get distracted, confused, 

frustrated,

then learning to heal ourselves;

in the hurries and calms, 

we find our own tempo to -

run through the dynamic realm;

with every move we make, 

are we closer to the truth, justice,

true wisdom?

When the storms are raging, 

and the thunder rolls,

We dig down deep,

uncovering our true selves.

But in the quiet moments, 

when the world seems still,

we explore inner self, 

find true understanding to heal.

Through the trials and tests, 

we’re learning to -

bend over, stretch up;

striking the balance in the struggle, 

make understanding transcend…

With every tear that fell, 

and every difficult moment we took,

we’ll create our own rhyme,

 weaving the fabric of experience into-

the story unfolds.

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