In the heart of the tempest’s embrace,
Where shadows stretch and fears ignite,
A soul stands firm, a steady grace,
Defying darkness with quiet might.

Roots deep in earth, unyielding ground,
Through whispered winds, a silent vow,
To rise above the chaos found,
With courage worn upon the brow.

In every tear that falls like rain,
A seed of hope begins to grow,
Transforming sorrow, easing pain,
With light that only strength can show.

So stand, unwavering, bold and true,
A beacon in the night so long,
For every storm shall pass on through,
And leave a heart forever strong.