Though thorns surround, the rose yet blooms in grace;
Though trials vex, the heart shall find its way;
For every storm that sweeps across this place,
A song of strength emerges from the fray.

Let nature teach the truths we oft forget:
To rise anew, from shadows, take our flight;
In gardens wild, the blooms no threat;
That every struggle births a guiding light.

• Charlotte Smith