In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Sources of strength begin to rise,
From gentle winds and ancient stones,
Their voices echo through the skies.

Beneath the shadows, courage lies,
A reservoir of endless might,
Flowing through the veins of hope,
Illuminating the darkest night.

In laughter’s echo, strength is found,
A melody that lifts the soul,
Binding hearts in shared embrace,
Making weary spirits whole.

Rooted deep within the earth,
The unseen forces gently guide,
In every heart, a well of strength,
Waiting patiently to be untied.