In the heart of the tempest’s cruel embrace,
Where shadows dance on the edge of despair,
A spark ignites with unwavering grace,
A whispered promise hanging in the air.

Through the maelstrom’s relentless, swirling might,
With weary steps and an unbowed stance,
The soul finds strength in the fading light,
In resilience, a daring chance.

The echoes of fear may call and taunt,
Yet in the silence, courage takes its stand,
A quiet roar that will never haunt,
For hope is held within the hand.

From the ashes of doubt, a phoenix soars,
In every heartbeat, resilience is found,
A testament in the storms’ uproars,
To the spirit that stands unbound.