In the delicate dance of healing, a tender sway,
We find solace in the ebb and flow of each day.
A choreography of resilience, a journey within,
As we mend the fragments, where scars begin.
Step by step, we navigate the path of release,
Embracing the wounds, allowing pain to decrease.
In the rhythm of healing, we find our own pace,
Nurturing ourselves, with gentle love and grace.
With each breath, we gather strength from within,
Letting go of burdens that once held us in.
In the tender embrace of self-compassion's art,
We mend the broken pieces, and mend the heart.
Sometimes, the music falters, and tears may fall,
But with every teardrop, we rise, standing tall.
For healing is a symphony of courage and hope,
A testament to the human spirit's infinite scope.
We learn to dance with shadows of the past,
Acknowledging their presence, yet moving steadfast.
In the embrace of vulnerability, we find release,
Transforming pain into wisdom, finding inner peace.
The delicate dance of healing asks for trust,
As we surrender to the process, we adjust.
In the midst of uncertainty, we discover light,
Illuminating the darkness, banishing the night.
And as we twirl and sway through the highs and lows,
We learn to let go of what no longer serves, what no longer grows.
In the intricate movements of self-discovery,
We find our own rhythm, our own recovery.
So let us honor the dance of healing, dear friend,
Embracing its gentle flow, from start to end.
With patience and kindness, we'll mend what's been frayed,
In the delicate dance of healing, we'll find our way.