THE FIRE THAT BUILDS

 By  Matata Mercy

When shadows fall and silence screams,

And life unravels at the seams,

Don't curse the pain because it has a role.

To carve new strength into your soul.

Image credit: Burning fire by Gemini.

The storm that batters, breaks, and bends.

Is not your foe, but one who sends,

A whisper, "Rise, Rebuild and Reclaim.

This hardship shapes your true name."

Let failure teach what pride conceals,

Let every wound remind you:heal.

For scars are maps of where you've been,

And proof that you can start again.

The tear that slides, the sleepless night.

Are stepping stones to higher heights.

Through trials faced and battles braved,

The heart grows fierce, the path is paved,

So hold the fire, don't run away,

Let it refine, not just decay.

Your pain's a forge, and it burns, it's true,

But oh, the strength it draws from you.

Stand tall, keep walking, don't give in,

Each loss is where new hopes begin.

For every arche, a seed is sown,

And from that soil, you rise. And you've grown.

Good Luck.🔥🔥🔥🔥