Pain is the echo
reminding us we belong.
Every scar a poem,
inked deep in silence.
The tide bends us,
yet fragile threads bind
we dream of tomorrow.
Healing is the ocean’s return,
smoothing scars into calm.
Every wound a doorway;
light waits beyond.
Hope rises,
a sunrise after storms.
Differences scatter into stars,
shining together
in one sky.