The Silent Path

AI generated photo — Using this poem as the prompt.

Depression is more than a shadow,
it’s a place to stop, to take it slow.
Life’s rush pauses in this quiet space,
where we find calm in a slower pace.

Sadness isn’t just a feeling that hurts,
it’s a road to healing, as time asserts.
Grief unfolds quietly, giving way to peace,
a soft whisper in chaos, a gentle release.

This journey has no map, it winds and turns,
through dark nights, where hope slowly returns.
It’s a tough climb, with hidden gifts,
rising slowly, as the heavy fog lifts.

Step by step, we find our way,
in shadows, truths quietly say:
there’s strength in every tough stride,
in quiet moments, we find what’s inside.

Depression gives us a chance to be,
to pause life, to quietly see.
In this quiet, in shadow’s hold,
we find strength, bold yet untold.

AI generated photos — Using this poem as the prompts.