In shadows of sorrow, pain does reside,
A paradox of beauty it can’t hide,
For through its grasp, strength does arise,
A symphony of growth in tear-stained eyes.
In trials and tribulations, we find grace,
A canvas of life, pain paints its trace,
It molds our souls, refines our core,
Emerging as diamonds from the darkest ore.
Through pain’s embrace, empathy is born,
In hearts entwined, compassion adorned,
It teaches lessons profound and deep,
A journey of growth, we slowly reap.
With every ache, a lesson to heed,
To cherish joy, and every tender deed,
For beauty lies within pain’s embrace,
A testament of life’s enduring grace.
So let us not fear the tears that fall,
For from the depths of pain, we recall,
The beauty that blooms from struggles untold,
In the tapestry of life, pain weaves gold.
©Magicfinger
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