In the silence before dawn’s embrace,
Dreams are woven with threads of grace.
Each step heavy, yet filled with might,
Carving paths through the endless night.
The hands that toil, the minds that strive,
Breathing life to visions alive.
Through trials fierce and endless days,
They find their strength in sunlit rays.
With every fall, they rise again,
Building bridges across the plain.
Heartbeats echo with purpose clear,
As whispers of success draw near.
A legacy forged in sweat and tears,
A testament to conquered fears.
Standing proud on the mountain’s crest,
A reminder that hard work is blessed.