Refined Resilience : The Beauty in Modification

As I sit and ponder my life's design,
A thought comes to me, clear and unobscured,
That I am not damaged, but modified.
My scars, both inside and out, tell a tale,
Of a life lived, of battles fought and won,
Of strength and resilience that never fails.

My struggles are not proof of my travail,
But rather a symbol of my endurance,
Of the courage that lies within, unbroken.
Each wound I bear is a mark of my growth,
A testament to my ability to adapt,
To change and evolve, to become more refined.

In every setback, I have been refined,
As the forge master hammers the steel in line,
My experiences, like fire, have forged me anew.
And now, I stand, proud and unbroken,
My scars a badge of honor, a reminder,
That I am not damaged, but modified.

My past, my wounds, my scars are not a tale,
Of defeat, but rather of my resilience,
A testament to my spirit, unbroken.
And though at times, the weight may seem too much to bear,
I know that I am strong enough to endure,
That I am not damaged, but modified.

For every trial I have faced, I have grown and evolved,
Like the caterpillar that transforms into a butterfly,
I have emerged, more beautiful than before.
And though my journey is far from over,
I know that I am capable of weathering any storm,
That I am not damaged, but modified.

I am the sum of all my parts,
Each experience, each joy, each hurt,
Has shaped me into who I am today.

And though my path has been winding and rough,
I have always found a way to persevere,
To rise above, to overcome, to grow.

For I am not damaged, but modified,
And through my trials, I have learned to thrive,
To find beauty in the midst of pain.

My scars are not a burden to bear,
But rather a symbol of my strength,
A testament to the power of the human spirit.

And so I stand, unbroken and whole,
Embracing all that I am,
Knowing that my past has not defined me.

For I am not damaged, but modified,
And through my struggles, I have found my light,
A beacon of hope for all who follow.

So let me be an example,
Of the beauty that can emerge from pain,
Of the strength that lies within us all.

And though my journey may be far from over,
I will continue to grow and evolve,
To become the person I am meant to be.

For I am not damaged, but modified,
And through my scars, I have found my voice,
A reminder that we are all capable of greatness.





















The poem is part of a full version found in the book "Homo Sapiens" Part XVII, written by Mawphniang Napoleon. This book is part of the popular "Homo Sapiens" book series, which can be purchased online at various online bookstores, such as Amazon. The book is available for purchase for those who are interested in reading the complete version of the poem. Remember to get all the books from the "Homo Sapiens" series, as well as other books by the same author.

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Khublei Shihajar Nguh,
Dhanewad
Thank you