Resilience

The heart, a vessel worn by endless storms,
Where hopes and dreams collide and break apart,
Each fracture tells of love in fleeting forms,
A bittersweet refrain that haunts the heart.

Through whispered winds of memories long gone by,
It yearns for warmth beneath a distant sky,
Yet every loss, a lesson sharp and clear,
Each bruise a reason why we dare to try.

In quiet moments, faith can still ignite,
For in the rubble, seeds of love may bloom,
A glance, a touch—can turn the day to night,
And in that spark, dispel the lingering gloom.

So let the heart rebuild with courage grand,
In time, true love will tenderly expand.