In the shadowed valleys of our days,
Where whispers of doubt softly tread,
We gather strength in countless ways,
Embracing the paths where we’re led.

The storms may rage with fierce intent,
Yet courage fuels our weary stride,
For in each struggle, wisdom’s lent,
And hope becomes our steadfast guide.

With every fall, we rise anew,
Our spirits forged in fire and grace,
Through trials deep, our purpose grew,
Resilience etched upon our face.

So let us walk with hearts ablaze,
Through life’s tumultuous embrace,
For in the end, through joy or haze,
We find our strength, our rightful place.