In the heart of night, where fears reside,
A flame of strength does quietly bide,
It whispers softly, “Do not yield,”
For bravery’s light, it shall not shield.

Through storms that rage and thunder loud,
The valiant stand, unbowed and proud,
With every step, though shadows loom,
They carve a path through the darkest gloom.

In whispered winds and silent tears,
The brave confront their deepest fears,
With hearts of steel and spirits high,
They face the dawn, and never shy.

So in the quiet of your soul,
Know courage makes the broken whole,
For in the face of life’s cruel game,
True bravery will stake its claim.