Wednesday, December 21, 2022

For such a time is this

 


Sometimes we’re stripped of everything we thought had once defined us…

We feel defeated, alone, battered, destroyed…


We see this empty barren vessel…

That is no longer complete…


What we fail to realize is the turn around

The breaking 

The awakening


The process is slow

Yet we rush it


For such a time as this

We grow, we flourish, we thrive🌳

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