In the shadows of despair, where darkness thrives,
A seed of hope finds a way to survive.
Through tears and trials, it begins to sprout,
Seeking the light, finding its route.

Pain carves valleys in the heart so deep,
Yet in those trenches, new dreams sleep.
They wake with dawn, as the sun ascends,
Turning wounds to wisdom, making amends.

Growth is slow, like the steady rise of dawn,
From the ashes of anguish, a new soul is born.
Each scar a story, each struggle a song,
The journey is hard, but it makes us strong.

So embrace the pain, let it be your guide,
For in its wake, new strength resides.
Through the darkest nights, we find our way,
Growing and glowing with each new day.