When shadows grow and paths seem lost,
With dreams wrapped in the night’s cold frost,
A flicker brightens the endless night,
A whisper urging, “Hold on tight.”
The storms may rage, the winds may howl,
Yet courage stands resolute and proud,
With every fall, a lesson learned,
A fire within, forever burned.
Hearts may tremble, knees may bend,
But spirits rise, they never end,
Through darkest hours, a guiding star,
Reminds us who and what we are.
So walk the path with head held high,
Beneath the vast and endless sky,
For every step is strength anew,
In the journey of dreams pursued.