What you have been, is what you are,
A journey written near and far.
Each step you took, each tear and smile,
Has shaped your soul through every mile.
Your trials carved wisdom deep within,
Your quiet losses, silent wins.
The storms you faced, the scars you bear,
Made strength grow where once was fear.
The heart remembers every start—
The humble home, the hopeful heart.
Yet though the past is part of you,
Each dawn brings light to shape what's new.
So honor where your feet have been,
For roots give life to who you've been.
But still look forward—near or far…
For what you've been is who you are—
And who you'll be is rising, too,
In faith, in grace, renewed and true.
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