In the quiet aftermath of love’s retreat,
Where shattered dreams and memories meet,
A heart lies broken, tender and sore,
Yet within the pain, there’s something more.
Acknowledge the ache, let tears freely flow,
For in these moments, our true selves show.
Don’t suppress the grief, nor deny its call,
In the depths of sorrow, we rise, we fall.
Honor the loss, the love that was real,
Each cherished moment, each wound that we feel.
Through rituals, journaling, or a loved one’s embrace,
Find solace in mourning, in this sacred space.
In the heart of pain, a lesson gleams bright,
A beacon of hope, in the darkest night.
Through self-reflection, through art’s gentle hand,
We discover new strength, we learn to stand.
With self-compassion, treat yourself kind,
A balm for the soul, for the heart and the mind.
Like a friend in need, offer love’s sweet grace,
In nature’s embrace, find your healing place.
Embrace the journey, with its twists and turns,
In the dance of healing, each lesson we learn.
The ebb and flow of joy and despair,
Are threads in the tapestry we all share.
From heartbreak’s ashes, we rise anew,
With resilience forged, with a clearer view.
For within our pain, transformation’s seed,
Grows wisdom, strength, and a heart freed.