{"id":2809,"date":"2024-11-10T12:21:49","date_gmt":"2024-11-10T12:21:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/?p=2809"},"modified":"2024-11-10T12:25:45","modified_gmt":"2024-11-10T12:25:45","slug":"when-life-shows-us-ourselves-poem-by-walking-shadow-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/when-life-shows-us-ourselves-poem-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","title":{"rendered":"When Life Shows Us Ourselves poem by walking shadow poetry."},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>Sometimes, life breaks us open,<br>In ways we never saw coming.<br>It places mountains in our path,<br>And storms we never thought we&#8217;d face.<br>Not to defeat us,<br>But to reveal a strength we never knew we had,<br>A side of us hidden deep within.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>In moments of struggle, of tears we hold back,<br>We find resilience,<br>Buried beneath the layers of our doubts and fears.<br>Pain teaches us courage,<br>Loss shows us the value of what we hold dear,<br>And through it all, we learn<br>That we are far more than we believed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>We walk through fire not to burn,<br>But to be forged, to be made anew.<br>Life pushes us into shadows,<br>So we can discover the light within,<br>The part of us that stands strong,<br>Even when we feel weak,<br>That fights back, even when we want to surrender.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>These moments harsh and unkind<br>They show us who we truly are,<br>They remind us that we can grow,<br>That we can heal,<br>And that sometimes, the person we\u2019re meant to be<br>Is born from the hardest trials.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>So, embrace these tests,<br>Let them show you the depths of your soul,<br>For within each challenge lies a discovery,<br>A chance to meet a side of yourself,<br>You never knew existed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>@admin<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sometimes, life breaks us open,In ways we never saw coming.It places mountains in our path,And storms we never thought we&#8217;d face.Not to defeat us,But to reveal a strength we never knew we had,A side of us hidden deep within. In moments of struggle, of tears we hold back,We find resilience,Buried beneath the layers of our [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2810,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[121,97,25,98],"tags":[49,67,50,61,55,53,22,48],"class_list":["post-2809","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem","category-poetry","category-solitude","category-storytime","tag-poetess","tag-preciousowoko","tag-spokenword","tag-spokenwords","tag-stories","tag-story","tag-walkingshadowpoetry","tag-walkingshadowpoetrykenya"],"aioseo_notices":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/pexels-photo-841130.jpeg?fit=1880%2C1253&ssl=1","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2813,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/discovering-my-hidden-strength-poem-by-walking-shadow-poetry\/","url_meta":{"origin":2809,"position":0},"title":"Discovering My Hidden Strength Poem by walking shadow poetry.","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"November 10, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"There were times I thought life was too muchTimes when everything felt heavy, like I was breaking inside.I faced storms I wasn\u2019t ready for,And mountains I never thought I\u2019d have to climb.I didn\u2019t know I had it in me,This strength, this part of me that could endure,Until life left me\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;poem&quot;","block_context":{"text":"poem","link":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/SPOKENWORDSandMODERNDAYPOETRY\/poem\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"photo of woman in boxing gloves","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/pexels-photo-1608099.jpeg?fit=800%2C1200&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/pexels-photo-1608099.jpeg?fit=800%2C1200&ssl=1&resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/pexels-photo-1608099.jpeg?fit=800%2C1200&ssl=1&resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/pexels-photo-1608099.jpeg?fit=800%2C1200&ssl=1&resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":2470,"url":"https:\/\/walkingshadowpoetry.com\/blog\/holding-on-to-hope-spoken-word-poem\/","url_meta":{"origin":2809,"position":1},"title":"Holding On to Hope Spoken Word\/Poem","author":"walking shadow poetry kenya","date":"August 28, 2024","format":false,"excerpt":"There\u2019s a weight on my chest,Heavy as the night,Every step feels like a battle,Every breath a fight. 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