You're hurting, but I promise it's going to be ok love

In times of healing and of hurting deep,
Our souls are tested, our hearts laid bare,
The scars of pain, the wounds that we must keep,
Remind us of the burdens that we bear.

Yet in the darkness, light begins to shine,
A glimmer of hope in the midst of strife,
Through tears and anguish, love's pure light aligns,
To guide us through the storms of this hard life.

For healing comes to mend the broken soul,
To soothe the ache, to ease the weary mind,
To help us find the strength to be made whole,
And leave the hurtful past far behind.

So let us embrace both healing and hurting,
For in our trials, we find our truest learning.

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