Strings of Life

Life is full of strings

Each stage different.

Stretched,

We learn to make music.

In the highs, and lows

Without stress and pressure,

Never would we learn our melody,

Or purpose. —

To hold strong to who we are,

Yet bending to the will of the creator.

That is the balance.

Tough as steel,

Yet soft as a lullaby.

Strings of life,

Even amidst times of silence,

Are full of potential.

– Julia Grace