When shadows cast their darkest hue,
And storms rage wild, unyielding through,
Stand firm, oh heart, in trials’ night,
For dawn emerges with its light.

In whispers deep, the soul does find,
A strength unknown, a peace of mind,
Through winding paths and thorny ways,
The spirit soars, the courage stays.

As mountains loom and valleys low,
The heart’s resolve will surely grow,
For every tear and every pain,
Builds resilience, like the rain.

So face the dark with fearless eyes,
Embrace the lows, the highs, the cries,
For in the end, the trials cease,
And strength remains, a gift of peace.