poetry - reflection

Threads of Hope

A snail moves slow, yet never lost,
Carrying home at any cost.
Through storm and sun, it climbs, it glides,
A lesson in hope where patience abides.

The lion roars, fierce and bright,
A beacon of strength in darkest night.
Not alone, but with her pride,
She stands in power, side by side.

An elephant walks, wise and grand,
With stories etched in wrinkled hands.
Through trials deep, through rivers wide,
She never leaves her kin behind.

The owl watches, silent, still,
With eyes that pierce the midnight chill.
She sees beyond, she trusts the way,
That dawn must rise from even gray.

A mouse, so small, yet bold of heart,
Knows even tiny steps are a start.
For in the cracks where giants miss,
She finds the path, she dares persist.

The antelope leaps through shifting sands,
Graceful, swift, yet firm she stands.
Bound by sisterhood, by trust, by fate,
She moves with faith—no time to wait.

And oh, the monkey, wild and free,
Swings with laughter, endlessly.
She teaches joy, she teaches play,
That even through trials, light finds a way.

Together they weave a sacred thread,
A sisterhood where none are led—
But rather held, in heart, in mind,
A bond unbroken, fierce, yet kind.

For hope is not in one alone,
But in the roots of all we’ve known.
Through every trial, loss, and pain,
We rise, we hold, we love again.

-Weaver of Love,

Jyo

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