There will come a time in life When we may have to reinvent What defined us in hindsight Regardless of intent Through tragedy or circumstance Which has brought us to our knees In an apogee disguised as chance So you see beyond the trees Through each layer of that forest That still hides within itself Like that prayer lost in chorus Yet provides you with such wealth So a lesson becomes crystal clear Right before you start to stand In a blessing that will conquer fear Until it pours like running sand It will build you up on solid ground Which was just a layer thin To strengthen what you finally found That will let you rise again....