Rise

Falling to rise again, to grasp again
Reveling in the barren aftermath
Can we lose ourselves once more?
See true value in caring for others

Dancing barefoot in the pouring rain
Smiling at those we meet every day
There is beauty here amongst the pain
If we have eyes to see, and a heart to feel

Stoic Poetry

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