In the Quiet Between

There’s a quiet between the noise,

where the heart learns to hear its voice.

Between the fight and final peace,

where we let our worries cease.

In the pause, we catch our breath

and wonder what comes after death,

not the end, but a beginning,

a place for growth, a place for winning.

There’s a stillness between the tears,

where time works magic, softens fears.

In the silence, we make our way,

as darkness turns to light of day.

Between the past and what’s to come,

We stand alone, but not undone.

We stumble, fall, and rise again,

Finding strength we can’t explain.

There’s a quiet between every loss,

where we find what it means to trust.

In each break, there’s something new,

a deeper self, a brighter view.

Between the pain and what we gain,

we see the beauty in the strain.

We heal, we grow, we break, we mend,

and in this space, we start again.

In the quiet, we learn to see

that all we’ve been is who we’ll be.

Not perfect, but whole,

In the quiet, we find our soul.