The waters of life can be harsh 

They can lash at your soul and crash on your joy 

If your bones feels weary, worn away at the edges

Remember that in the turbulence is the emergence of something new

There is beauty in the breaking and remaking 

Rebuilding comes from the reformation of ruins 

The only way to the other side might be through it 

When doubt and fear creep in, 

Hope will remind you that you can do it