By Aksa Shafi
"Healing isn't a return to what's past,
A rewind to the person you once were, at last.
It's not a restoration of what's been lost,
But a transformation—a new path to cross.
The storm has passed, but its scars remain,
A reminder of the trials you've sustained.
The winds howled loud; the rains poured down,
But you stood strong and weathered the frown.
You're not the same, nor should you be,
For the fire that burned purified you, setting you free.
The ashes of what's been fertilizing the ground,
For the new you to grow, rise, and be found.
It's not about going back but moving ahead,
Embracing the changes, growth, and scars you've bled.
It's about accepting the new shape you've taken,
The strengthened heart, wiser soul, and spirit awakened.
You've been remade, reformed, and renewed,
A phoenix risen from the ashes, anew.
Your story's not erased but rewritten, retold,
A testament to your strength, courage, and heart of gold.
The memories of what's past still remain,
But they no longer define the person you've become, the person you'll sustain.
You've learned to integrate the fragments of your soul,
Weaving a new narrative, a new story to unfold.
So don't try to go back to what's been and gone,
Embrace the new you, the one who's moved on.
For healing isn't a return but a rebirth,
A new beginning, a new life, a new you on this earth.
You're a warrior, a survivor, a thriver,
A person who's been broken but now is revived.
Your scars are a testament to the battles you've won,
A reminder of the strength forged within.
So rise up, dear one, and claim your newfound might,
Embracing the new you, shining with all your light.
For you are reborn, renewed, and remade,
A phoenix risen from the ashes, a new life displayed.
By Aksa Shafi
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