A scary thought... yet all points surely to it,
As much as we are tempted to resent,
The struggle makes us stronger once we're through it,
The challenges turn out to be godsent.
A butterfly was helped to leave its prison -
Cocoon was gently cut to set if free,
And we were all surprised to learn the reason:
Only through struggle flight was meant to be.
That butterfly could never feel the air
Under its wings - it crawled until it died
While those who overcame their painful share,
Light of the skies became their faithful guide.
The simple fact I pray to use whenever
The pain and fear take their hold of me.
I hate the struggle, period. However,
Integral part of life, it needs to be.