Beautiful Disaster

With the flood came a rainbow, a golden site to behold.
From rejected births, royalties were begotten.
Was beaten up but gained better fight tactics.
Was walked out upon and had myself found.
From a broken home yet gave home to others.
Failed a couple of times but became a well of knowledge, a source of success’ secrets.
From a poor shepherd boy came a king. Ask David.
From fiery volcanoes, beautiful scenes and wallpapers are created.
Even from dust, man, God’s special creature was made.
You see, there’s always something good no matter the situation.
Not to forget that the earth’s treasures are hidden beneath dirt.
You are in a mess doesn’t make you one. That’s not what your destiny is, because even from a mess comes a beautiful message.
There is no perfect state; good times bring happiness and bad times, experience. Both are essential to life.
Life can be tough, hard, name it. But one thing I know, when silver passes through fire; its value is inestimable, so invaluable.
When cocoa is heated, the sweet enriching taste and flavour is produced and when an egg is boiled, its shape is formed.
In the end, a beautiful you is made. Isn’t life a beautiful disaster?