The Soul

Tonight I dream of a future, one forged through tragedy and sadness, but whose beams of hope burn through the dark clouds, leading to the eventual triumph of light.

Souls are forged through the hardness they endure. If the body does not break, the soul can pass through tempered and magnificent. During trying times, sometimes the only thing we can do is remember that we are always moving forward toward the perfection of oneself.

So as the dark clouds seem to envelop the world, light the candle in your heart, for even its faint light will be enough to guide you through to the other side.