At what hour do you release the chains, Of a past that haunts like night? When do you choose to lift your gaze, And bathe your soul in light? It begins when weariness whispers low, Of wounds that time can’t heal, When the promise of peace outweighs the cost, Of the sorrows you conceal. It’s found in the grace of forgiving breath, Not to forget, but to set free, The shadows that once held your heart, In search of tranquility. It’s when the weight of yesterday’s grasp, Keeps you from tasting today, You unclasp your hands and let it drift, The burden that stood in your way. It’s when you cherish the present's embrace, And leave the ghosts behind, Allowing the dawn’s gentle warmth, To soothe a weary mind. At what point does old resentment fade? When you see life’s too fleeting to dwell, And open your heart to what lies ahead, Where dreams and joys compel. So let the past’s echoes softly fade, And walk in the light anew, For in this moment, your strength is born, Where hope and life break through.
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