Blessings.
First comes bread to feed the frame,
Then comes love, a sacred flame.
Man and woman, fit to pair,
Like perfect shoes we’re meant to wear.
Yet life is like a waterfall,
Answering the ocean’s call.
Though heavy boulders block the stream,
It bends and breaks to find its dream.
You found a soul, a perfect grace,
Yet marriage vanished from the space.
The answer hurts, yet sets you free:
They were not in your destiny.
What God denies, no will can bind,
To force the lock leaves wounds behind.
Yet through the heartbreak and the tears,
A life-changed wisdom soon appears.
He turns a grain of sand to land,
A drop of dew to oceans grand.
He shapes the world in perfect pairs,
And holds the skies with silent prayers.
Though parting tears the soul in two,
It clears the path for someone new.
So let the past belong to night,
And fade like fog in morning light.
Reading this poem reminded me deeply of my own experiences with love and loss. The imagery of life as a waterfall, constantly moving and adapting despite obstacles, resonates with anyone who's faced heartbreak. It's important to recognize that sometimes, no matter how much we wish for a certain outcome — like a relationship or marriage — some things aren’t meant to be, as the poem beautifully states, "They were not in your destiny." The process of healing can feel like standing before a roaring ocean after a single drop of morning dew has unexpectedly become so vast and overwhelming. I've found that embracing the natural flow of life’s changes, much like water bending around boulders, helps cultivate resilience. What’s truly powerful is the message about not forcing what is denied by fate, as it often only leads to deeper wounds. Another striking part for me is the idea that from sadness and parting, new paths and wisdom emerge. This transformation is a personal journey of growth, much like turning a grain of sand into land or a drop of dew into an ocean, symbolizing how small moments and challenges shape our broader existence. Sharing personal reflections, I’ve learned that letting go of past pain allows one to welcome new love and opportunities. The imagery of the past fading like fog in morning light perfectly captures how healing is gradual but inevitable. Faith and patience play silent but vital roles in this process, reminding us that we are part of a greater design. For anyone facing a similar life transition, this poem offers solace and hope: acceptance doesn’t mean giving up but opening up to the potential for something better ahead. It's a compassionate reminder that life's tides, while sometimes turbulent, always carry us forward toward healing and new beginnings.
