In the quiet pause, where time stood still,
Life whispered softly, bending to its will.
A journey once vibrant, now shrouded in haze,
A moment to breathe, to reflect, to gaze.
Dreams do not die; they merely rest,
Waiting for hearts to beat their best.
A fleeting break, a gentle reprieve,
To find the courage, to truly believe.
The path ahead may twist and turn,
With lessons learned and bridges burned.
Yet in the ashes, embers gleam,
Igniting the spark of a renewed dream.
Step forward now, with steady stride,
The road is yours, vast and wide.
The past is a guide, not a tethered chain,
Each step you take dissolves the pain.
For dreams reborn hold a stronger light,
A beacon to guide through the darkest night.
Rise once more, let your spirit sing,
The journey is yours—reclaim everything.