In the shadow of the mountains tall,
A boy stands small, yet dreams so grand,
With heart unyielding, he answers the call,
To walk the path and understand.

Through trials faced and lessons learned,
He builds his strength from deep within,
With every scar and bridge he burned,
He shapes the man he’s meant to be.

The winds of change may howl and blow,
Yet steadfast he remains, unshaken,
For in the tempest’s fiercest throe,
His spirit stands, a beacon awakened.

And as the years flow like a river wide,
The boy who dreamed has found his place,
A man who walks with quiet pride,
Wisdom etched upon his face.