When this happens
When the road folds beneath your feet,
And your shadow questions your own path,
Stand. Even trembling, still stand.
Not all storms come to break you;
Some arrive to cleanse the dust of pride and presumption.
When your fall stands before you,
A mirror of missteps and miscalculations,
Do not curse the ground or the moment.
Trace the pattern of the error,
Underline the lesson, circle the wisdom.
Failure is a silent tutor to the brave,
Not a grave for the willing.
When your mistakes ring louder than your name,
Do not bury them beneath excuses.
Let them echo through you,
Let them speak,
Then smile—not because they were right,
But because you’re wiser now than then.
Even thunder must fade after it roars.
When disappointment finds your door,
Not as a visitor but a squatter in your soul,
Offer it no room.
It is not your identity,
Only a test of your endurance.
Mount your courage like a shield,
Let hope be your hammer.
When delay builds fences on your way,
And time seems to mock your urgency,
Do not mistake pause for denial.
The stars are never in haste,
Yet they shine when they must.
Patience is not weakness;
It is faith stretched to its fullest form.
When lack wraps chains around your dreams,
Do not kneel to the illusion of impossibility.
Wealth is not always coin or comfort—
Sometimes, it is the fire of refusal to give up.
Stand again, even empty-handed,
For the soul rich in resilience shall never remain poor.
When the world turns cold and silent,
When friends forget and doors close,
Be your own warmth.
Be your own door.
Those who rise from ashes are not made of smoke,
But of unquenchable flame.
And if your heart must break,
Let it break open,
So something greater may enter.