In the quiet dawn of endless dreams,
A whisper calls through silent streams.
With every step, the path unfolds,
A story of courage, patiently told.

Through storms that rage with fierce intent,
The heart stands firm, never bent.
Each trial met with steady grace,
A testament to the steadfast race.

Mountains rise, their peaks untamed,
Yet still the spirit, unashamed.
With eyes set on the distant light,
It forges on through day and night.

In shadows deep, where doubts reside,
A flicker of hope will not subside.
For in each soul, a fire burns bright,
Leading the way to morning’s light.