In the heart of midnight’s shadowed dance,
Dreams weave through the silent storm,
Where whispers of hope take a stance,
Amidst the trials that life transforms.
The mountains rise with daunting grace,
Each step a tale of courage born,
Yet in the climb, we find our place,
In the struggle, our spirits are reborn.
The river of time flows unrestrained,
Carving paths through stone and sand,
Teaching us what strength is gained,
When we dare to take a stand.
In the chaos of life’s embrace,
We find the calm within the storm,
For every struggle we must face,
Shapes the resilience we form.