In the quiet echoes of a dream undone,
Lies a path where shadows whisper low,
Each step a tale of battles lost,
Yet through the night, the embers glow.

Beneath the weight of heavy skies,
Hope flickers in the darkest hour,
A seed of courage, small but bright,
Emerging from the storm with power.

Lessons etched in fragile hearts,
Where failure paints its bittersweet,
The soul learns to rise again,
With every fall, a new heartbeat.

For in the dance of loss and gain,
Resilience finds its gentle voice,
And whispers to the weary soul,
That in each fall, there lies a choice.