The moon once wept
Silver tears
Into wells
Of waiting years
The night kept score
The stars kept rhyme
Sewing fate
Through threads of time
A shattered win
A broken chain
May look like loss
May feel like pain
Yet crows know roads
That doves can\'t trace
And wreckage blooms
In sacred space
The river twists
The willow bends
What looks like ruin
Often mends
A clock may stop
A bell may cease
Still hidden hands
Are building peace
The thorn guards roses
The dark births dawn
The things we mourn
Are not always gone
Sometimes the wound
Becomes the key
Unlocking doors
We could not see
Sometimes the fire
Consumes the lie
Leaving only truth
To survive
And every ache
And every season
Carries a whisper
Trust the reason
For mountains crack
And kingdoms fall
Yet destiny listens
Through it all
So if the path
Feels out of rhyme
Remember this
The clock knows time
The seed knows spring
The tide knows shore
And every closed door
Knows what it\'s
Closing for