The subtle whispers of a wounded soul,
A tale of resilience, of trials untold.
The echoes of a heart, once full and bright,
Now battered and bruised, yet still holding on to light.
For in the depths of darkness, where shadows play,
God's refining fire whispers, "Come what may."
He will test your mettle, your will, your might,
To mold you into steel, tempered in the night.
The same person,...