You could have grown cold, but you grew
You could have given up, but you kept on going.
You could have seen obstacles, but you called
You could have doubted yourself, but you kept
trusting your knowing.
You could have called them weeds, but instead
you called them wildflowers.
You could have died a caterpiller, but you fought on to be a butterfly.
You could have denied yourself goodness,
but instead you chose to show yourself some self-love.
You could have defined yourself by the dark days,
but instead through them,
you realised your light.
Ps: Den här texten sätter verkligen ord på hur en svår utmaning kan tvinga dig att växa.
Sista meningen innehåller så mycket kraft att jag ryser...!
Önskar er alla en fin helg💓
Varm kram Lisali