It’s Okay

In paths diverging on life’s winding way,
Amidst the shadows of uncertainty’s sway,
A voice whispers gently, with wisdom to convey,
“It’s okay, my friend, embrace the light of day.”

Like frost-kissed leaves adorning the silent glen,
The burdens we bear, the doubts within,
Through trials and tribulations, we ascend,
“It’s okay,” echoes a voice, our fears to mend.

In woods obscure, where shadows dance with light,
A weary soul seeks solace in the grey night,
But slowly the night turns into day,
And a whisper comes, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

When darkness falls, and dreams seem far away,
The moon’s soft glow still guides the lost stray,
In tender tones, as night turns into day,
He whispers again, “Don’t worry dear, it’s okay.”

So when life’s burdens weigh upon your soul,
And dreams seem distant, shrouded in dismay,
Remember this, and let your heart console,
For in each moment, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

SRD.