In the silent dawn before the light,
A whisper calls, a gentle might.
With steady breath and eyes so clear,
The heart steps forth, knowing no fear.

Through the storm and fierce wind’s wail,
The spirit strong, it shall not fail.
In darkest night, the courage burns,
A beacon bright as the world turns.

Upon the fields where dreams are sown,
The soul stands firm, though all alone.
In every trial and daunting quest,
The brave will rise, facing the test.

For in the heart’s unyielding core,
Lies a strength unseen before.
With courage bold, the path is free,
To claim the victory, to be truly free.