In the whispering winds of dawn, we find
A strength that whispers softly in our mind.
The morning light, a gentle touch so kind,
Reveals the courage we seek, yet hard to bind.

Beneath the ancient trees, their roots so deep,
Lies wisdom old, in silence they do keep.
Each leaf that falls, a story they do weep,
A source of strength in every dream we sweep.

The river’s flow, relentless in its course,
Teaches us to find our inner source.
In every twist and turn, there’s no remorse,
A strength within, a never-ending force.

And in the stars that light the darkest skies,
We find the hope that never truly dies.
A strength that’s found in every heart that tries,
To reach beyond, where boundless courage lies.