In the depth of night, where shadows dwell,
A silent strength begins to swell,
Through whispered winds and silent tears,
A heart emerges, conquering fears.

The storms may rage, relentless and wild,
Yet within, a spirit remains undefiled,
Each fall a lesson, each scar a mark,
Of battles fought, igniting the spark.

With roots of iron and wings of grace,
It rises again, finding its place,
Through broken paths, it charts the course,
Guided by an unwavering force.

So here’s to resilience, the quiet power,
That blooms in darkness, its finest hour,
Embracing the journey, come what may,
Unyielding spirit, come night or day.