How to avoid the seemingly anavoidable

In a world spun tight with worries,  

where shadows hint "impossible,"  

we search for ways to slip through the cracks,  

to dance around the edges of fate,  

like water bends around stones.

When the storm clouds gather,  

and the weight of doubt settles heavy,  

breathe in the quiet, even for a moment,  

let the air fill your lungs,  

let it wrap around you, gently,  

like a friend returning home.

Stand tall against the wind,  

stumble, trip maybe,  

but rise again,  

holding onto hope like an old photograph,  

faded yet still warm from memories.

Look for the small paths where others see walls,  

the twist in the road no one else has taken.  

Listen as laughter fades the tension,  

as simple moments, 

a warm cup, a shared glance, 

soften the blow of what may come.

Find joy in the tiny victories,  

in friends who know your heart,  

in dreams that cling like ivy to the walls,  

inviting you to climb higher, reach further,  

even when the fall feels near.

The late nights may pull you in,  

the thoughts may tug your sleeve,  

but when that dark cloud looms,  

remember,

you are not beholden to convention.  

You can paint your own sky,  

rewrite your own ending,  

and choose to see the light break  

even on the most turbulent days.