Opportunity

Opportunity does not shout your name,
It knocks in moments quiet and small,
Disguised as effort, patience, and change,
A narrow door within a wide wall.
It arrives at dawn before fear awakes,
Wrapped in hours that ask for belief,
Testing the heart with careful stakes,
Promising growth, not instant relief.
Opportunity walks beside the brave,
Not those who wait for perfect skies,
It favors hands willing to shape and save,
And minds that learn when failure tries.
Sometimes it looks like work unseen,
Long nights where progress feels slow,
Yet every step keeps the purpose clean,
And teaches more than comfort can show.
It does not linger for hesitation,
Nor return to doors left closed by doubt,
It moves with time and preparation,
Rewarding those who figure it out.
Opportunity asks for courage first,
Then discipline to stay the course,
It fills the empty and tests the thirst,
Turning direction into force.
Those who listen learn its sound,
A steady call beneath the noise,
It lifts the willing off the ground,
And shapes their choice into a voice.
When Opportunity meets resolve,
The future quietly begins,
Not by chance, but by effort involved,
Where growth is earned and purpose wins.

Opportunity does not shout your name,
It knocks in moments quiet and small,
Disguised as effort, patience, and change,
A narrow door within a wide wall.
It arrives at dawn before fear awakes,
Wrapped in hours that ask for belief,
Testing the heart with careful stakes,
Promising growth, not instant relief.
Opportunity walks beside the brave,
Not those who wait for perfect skies,
It favors hands willing to shape and save,
And minds that learn when failure tries.
Sometimes it looks like work unseen,
Long nights where progress feels slow,
Yet every step keeps the purpose clean,
And teaches more than comfort can show.
It does not linger for hesitation,
Nor return to doors left closed by doubt,
It moves with time and preparation,
Rewarding those who figure it out.
Opportunity asks for courage first,
Then discipline to stay the course,
It fills the empty and tests the thirst,
Turning direction into force.
Those who listen learn its sound,
A steady call beneath the noise,
It lifts the willing off the ground,
And shapes their choice into a voice.
When Opportunity meets resolve,
The future quietly begins,
Not by chance, but by effort involved,
Where growth is earned and purpose wins.

And shapes the future those who dare.
Each step you take, though small it seems,
Builds bridges to the life you seek,
Turns timid hopes into daring dreams,
And strengthens souls that feel less weak.
Opportunities may hide in plain sight,
In challenges, in moments brief,
In quiet mornings or darkest night,
In patience, effort, and belief.
They reward the ones who act with heart,
Who learn from failure, who persevere,
Who see each ending as a start,
And welcome growth without fear.
No hand of fate alone decides,
The doors that open, wide or closed,
It is your courage that guides the tides,
Your steady mind that keeps composed.
The path may wind, the journey long,
Yet every choice is shaping you,
Each trial becomes a note in song,
Each step a truth that shines through.
So rise each day with eyes aware,
For opportunity never sleeps,
It waits for those prepared to care,
For every promise that effort keeps.
Let action speak where words fall short,
Let patience anchor every plan,
Let learning guide your steady court,
And discipline extend your span.
In time, the quiet knocks become
A chorus ringing clear and bright,
And all you’ve built, all you’ve become,
Will shine in life’s unfolding light.
Remember, growth is earned, not given,
And every risk holds hidden gold,
The path of courage, firmly driven,
Leads to the future you behold.

Best of luck.

Thank you.

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