Beneath the host of silence that pierces with the harshness of refusal

Beneath the host of silence that pierces with the harshness of refusal, A timid odyssey of splendor quietly sharpens its echo. For in the depths of oceans of lamentation hidden, Rests a crystal of strength and unfathomed experiences. In the diaphanous embrace of rejection, where all is cryptic, Hides a tableau of beauty yet unwritten. In every fragment of 'failure,' a saga of maturation, In every trace of 'loss,' a destined path’s illustration. Every 'no' is a thread of mysteries where to grow, To listen, to transform, to know in the sacred thorough. Strength rises before the gates of negation, Turn the darkness into a smile of tranquil nations. Behold the beautiful turnaround of each blocked lane, For unacknowledged desires still await you, unfeigned. The caress of rejection may leave marks in clay, But it embodies the flame that illumines the mute fray. There is splendor in the discarded, And finesse in each moment's misunderstood. Self-esteem, fulfillment, and praise; You shall never comprehend their essence If you haven't felt their manifestation phase. Let refusal become the easel, pure and unabashed, Where the pigments of courage and undefeated prudence are mashed. In each 'no', seeds of essence are sown, An elegy to the form of beauty we embrace, eternally known panorama shown.