#WritcoPoemPrompt8
Every soul that passes the gate,
Has passed a test of fate,
Trudging along on tired feet,
Almost there, refusing to be beat

With courage in their hearts, they navigate.
For they know the journey is not yet complete,
But they press on, refusing to admit defeat.

Through valleys of despair and mountains of hope,
They've learned to adapt, to cope.
With every challenge, every steep slope,
They've found strength, they've learned to cope.

The gate stands tall, a symbol of triumph,
A testament to resilience, in every circumstance.
For every soul that passes through,
Emerges stronger, with a perspective anew.

Their journey may be marked by scars,
But they shine brightly, like the stars.
For they've weathered the storm, they've traveled far,
Their spirit unbroken, their resolve on par.

So here's to the souls, who've passed the gate,
Who've braved the storm, and embraced their fate.
May their journey inspire, and illuminate,
The strength within us, to create our own fate.


© D.mia