In each passing day, a story unfolds,
No moment's meaningless, as life's tale it holds.
Chance is the key to miracles unknown,
In the dance of uncertainty, our seeds are sown.
Even the tiniest stone by the roadside lay,
Carries a history, in its quiet way.
Think of the mundane, the seemingly small,
They're the threads in life's rich experience, after all.
For in these ordinary moments, we find,
Strength for our hearts and peace for our mind.
The average, the trials, they all have their role,
In shaping our spirit, making us whole.
Survivors emerge from the battles we face,
Proving the rule that living is a grace.
In the span of life, we each play a part,
With every beat of our resilient heart.
So cherish each day, both the joy and the strife,
For in them, you'll find the true essence of life.
In the drawback, the complacency, and the grand,
We discover the strength to withstand.