In the gentle rustle of the leaves, I find,
A source of strength, a whisper of the mind.
Nature’s quiet song, a soothing balm,
Guiding weary souls to a place of calm.

In the warm embrace of a trusted friend,
Lies the power to mend, to transcend.
Words of comfort, a lifeline strong,
Through shadows deep, they carry us along.

In the quiet moments of solitude’s grace,
Reflection offers a sacred space.
A wellspring of courage, deep within,
Where battles are fought and victories begin.

In the stories of those who’ve come before,
Echoes of strength that forever endure.
A tapestry woven with threads of hope,
Inspiring us all to dream and to cope.