In the depths of the untamed wild,
Where shadows dance and spirits roam,
A heart beats strong amidst the trials,
In nature’s arms, it finds its home.

The sun descends with golden grace,
A beacon through the looming night,
Guiding the lost with gentle trace,
To find their strength, to stand and fight.

Amidst the storm, a whisper calls,
Through winds that howl and trees that sway,
A soul, unyielding, never falls,
For hope ignites the darkest day.

With every breath, a promise made,
To rise again, to never yield,
In survival’s light, fears will fade,
And courage blooms, a mighty shield.