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Stormy skies and resilient heart

Rising above the storm

By MeerahPublished 5 days ago 1 min read

My soul is a stormy sky, perpetually gray

A reflection of the tears I've cried, the pain I've faced

The thunder roars, a deafening sound

As memories of joy are drowned out by sorrow's profound

But I refuse to be defined by the darkness I've known

I rise up, a phoenix from the ashes, my spirit now grown

I shatter the chains of grief, I break free from the pain

I am a force of nature, unstoppable, my voice now a hurricane

In the eye of the storm, there's a calm, a peaceful place

Where hope and resilience entwine, a beacon of light on my face

I find solace in the stillness, a chance to heal and renew

A reminder that the sun will shine bright, after the storm is through

Like a tree that's weathered the tempest, I stand tall and strong

My roots run deep, my branches stretch wide, my heart now a song

The wind whispers secrets, the rain cleanses my soul

In nature's embrace, I find my strength, my spirit made whole

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  • Dee Menorah 2 days ago

    This for me But I refuse to be defined by the darkness I've known

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