God is a poet.
We wouldn’t understand sunlight without rain.
Every season, every chapter is written with purpose.
God is a mirror.
Everything we are is reflected back in time.
God is a mirror.
God is a poet.
And we are the page where both are written.
God is a mirror.
God is a poet.
God is in the quiet details we overlook.
Nothing is random, even what breaks us.
Pain is often a language we don’t understand yet.
Seasons are lessons dressed as time.
Some endings are just beginnings in disguise.
What we lose teaches us what we were holding onto.
Not everything that hurts is meant to destroy you.
Some things return only after you change.
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 9:56 PM UTC
God is a poet.
We wouldn’t understand sunlight without rain.
Every season, every chapter is written with purpose.
God is a mirror.
Everything we are is reflected back in time.
God is a mirror.
God is a poet.
And we are the page where both are written.
God is a mirror.
God is a poet.
God is in the quiet details we overlook.
Nothing is random, even what breaks us.
Pain is often a language we don’t understand yet.
Seasons are lessons dressed as time.
Some endings are just beginnings in disguise.
What we lose teaches us what we were holding onto.
Not everything that hurts is meant to destroy you.
Some things return only after you change.
