In the heart of the tempest’s roar,
Where shadows dance, and spirits soar,
Lies a force, untamed, profound,
A beacon bright on stormy ground.

Through trials fierce and battles long,
It finds its voice, a steadfast song,
With every fall, it rises higher,
A flame reborn from ancient fire.

The weight of world upon its chest,
Yet never falters, never rests,
In darkest nights, it shines the way,
Guiding souls to break of day.

For strength is more than muscle’s might,
It’s courage, hope, the inner light,
A heart that beats against the strife,
The essence of resilient life.