In the heart of the tempest, where shadows dance,
A flicker of light begins its stance.
Though winds may howl and skies may weep,
The soul within refuses sleep.

Through trials and tribulations fierce,
It carves a path, no matter the pierce.
With every fall, it rises anew,
Painting the world in resilient hues.

The mountains high, the valleys deep,
Cannot deter the dreams we keep.
For in each scar, a story told,
Of courage vast and spirit bold.

So stand we shall, through darkest night,
Embracing dawn with all its might.
For resilience is the song we sing,
A testament to the strength we bring.