Reflect & Reconcile

Beneath the weight of silent skies,

the soul reflects, but does not cry.

For all we’ve done, for all we’ve missed,

we seek the light within the mist.

We turn from pride, release the pain,

we find that love, through loss, remains.

A rising hope, a breath, a flame;

not who we were, but who became.

Forgiveness waits where hearts are true,

whilst mercy makes the self anew.

For every wound can learn to heal,

When we return, confess, and feel.