In the vast cosmos of the human heart, a struggle often told,
Where shadows cast by sorrow's art, on life's tapestry hold.
Yet within this star-kissed entanglement, beneath the veil of despair,
There exists a power infinite, a resilience beyond compare.
Calamity may seek to shroud, in obscurity profound,
Yet the spirit, dauntless and unbowed, seeks the light that's yet unfound.
The trauma, once a tyrant fierce, an insidious, relentless foe,
In time, shall lose its cruel pierce, as healing waters flow.
The soul, once tethered by pain, in depression's murky depth,
Shall ascend to the cyanic air, on wings of newfound strength.
Through the trails of pain and strife, a metamorphosis ignite,
From the chrysalis of former life, emerges in radiant light.
In the firmament of consciousness, where thoughts like comets streak,
Look not to the darkness, but to the stars, for the solace that you seek.
For each celestial body's glow, in the vast expanse of night,
Is proof of hope that even in darkness, there is a light.
For within each heart's celestial sphere, lies a phoenix of its own,
Awaiting the moment, crystal clear, when its majesty is shown.
The journey through the midnight bleak, may seem an endless plight,
Yet dawn's sweet symphony shall speak of the triumph of the light.
The battles you've faced, the pain you've known, they do not define your worth,
For you're a universe being grown.
