What can we bring out of this
The storm, the silence, the near miss?
The days we cried, the nights we prayed,
The roads we lost, the price we paid?
Is it just pain, or hidden grace,
A softer soul, a wiser pace?
Can broken things still bloom again
Can rain renew more than it drains?
Perhaps we find in darkest hour,
A hidden seed, a quiet power.
The tears we wept, the strength we gained,
The way we grow through joy and pain.
So when life bends, or breaks, or shifts,
Pause… and ask:
What can we bring out of this?
When the dust settles and silence speaks,
When the laughter fades and the moment peaks,
Not every loss is truly lost,
Some gifts come wrapped in a heavy cost.
Can we bring courage out of pain?
Or hope from hardship, strength from strain?
Can we make peace with what went wrong?
And let it teach us to be strong?
The questions hurt, but still they guide,
To truths that trials often hide.
So when life wounds or dreams are dismissed,
Lean in, and ask
What can we bring out of this?
FEDAMI
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