Light Finds Its Way
When morning feels heavy, and clouds start to stay,
Remember the sun still whispers through gray.
Each shadow will fade when the heart chooses light,
Each struggle will soften in love’s steady sight.
The climb may be steep, but your spirit won’t fall,
For hope is the hand that steadies us all.
Keep faith in your footsteps, though weary they seem
You’re walking the path that fulfills your dream.
Even the stars need the night to be seen,
Even the storms make the earth feel serene.
So breathe, lift your gaze, let courage be true,
The light finds its way, and it’s shining through you.
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