In the heart of the tempest’s eye,
Where shadows dance and doubts reside,
We find the courage to defy,
The rising tide, the shifting tide.

Mountains loom with daunting peaks,
Yet we climb with weary feet,
For every step a story speaks,
Of battles fought, of fears we beat.

The night is long, the path unclear,
But stars will guide the dreamer’s way,
Through whispers of the wind we hear,
The promise of a brighter day.

In trials faced, our spirits grow,
In every fall, we rise anew,
The seeds of strength within us sow,
To face the world, to journey through.