Brace

To brace against the winds of fate’s cold breath,

We stand tall, undaunted by the shadow of death.

With shoulders squared and spirits aglow,

We face the storm where fierce tempests blow.

In moments of challenge, when hope seems thin,

With each trial that tests our resolve and grace,

We find strength in the struggle we embrace.

Through the turbulence, our courage finds its place,

Our hearts resilient, our purpose proud.

To brace is to endure with unyielding might,

Turning the fiercest battle into a fight for light.