May we be blessed to understand this about bravery:
It’s one of the things about bravery I adore…
How it is does not always rumble and crash like thunder…
How it doesn’t always, like a lion, roar.
Sometimes it is more subtle…
Like the way a tiny river flows…
It is the quiet whisper of our heart at the end of a day
Saying I will try again…tomorrow.
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