In the heart of the tempest, where shadows loom,
Lies a strength unspoken, in quiet bloom.
Through whispers of doubt, it softly sings,
An unbroken melody, on resilient wings.

Beneath the weight of the world, it stands tall,
In moments of darkness, it answers the call.
A gentle force, unseen but felt,
In the crucible of trials, it doesn’t melt.

With every challenge, it grows and thrives,
A testament to the spirit that survives.
Like roots in the earth, deep and true,
It anchors the soul, guiding it through.

When the storms have passed and skies are clear,
The strength within remains ever near.
A beacon of hope, in the silence it stays,
Lighting the path for brighter days.