The Fire Inside

There’s a fire inside, though faint it may burn,

A quiet glow that will always return.

When the night is long and hope feels thin,

It flickers softly, a spark within.

It speaks no words but urges still,

To rise, to move, to climb the hill.

Through every doubt, through every ache,

It fuels the steps you dare to take.

The world may weigh on weary bones,

With endless noise and hollow tones.

Yet in the stillness, beneath it all,

The fire waits, it hears your call.

It’s in the way you face the day,

Despite the fear that blocks the way.

It’s in the tears you’ve yet to dry,

In every moment you choose to try.

The fire inside is yours alone,

A strength that’s deeply, wholly your own.

And though the winds may howl and fight,

It cannot dim; it holds the light.

So guard it well, let it inspire,

Let it grow to a roaring fire.

For in its warmth, you’ll always see,

The truth of all you’re meant to be.