The Path of Potential

I carry talent in the palms of my hands,
Shaped by dreams and distant lands,
A spark that grows with each bold stride,
Yet needs the fuel of funds to glide.

I've polished skills in hidden hours,
Forged my craft with unseen powers,
But now, to make my vision true,
I seek support to break through.

For dreams can’t rise on strength alone;
They need the seed that others have sown.
In partnership, my work will soar,
Unlocking doors, and so much more.

So here I stand, my purpose clear
With heart and hope, I persevere.
With every ounce of soul I’ll give,
And with your help, this dream will live.