The Rise Within

When shadows fall and skies turn gray,
And hope seems like it’s slipped away,
Remember this, a quiet flame,
Burns within, though not the same.

It flickers soft, yet holds its ground,
Through every storm, it won’t back down.
In every tear, in every sigh,
It whispers, “Stand. Don’t say goodbye.”

For strength is not in what you see,
It’s in the fight to simply be.
To rise again, despite the fall,
To hear the voice that dares to call.

The mountains high, the valleys low,
All teach the heart to learn, to grow.
And even when the journey’s tough,
You are the light, and that’s enough.

So take the step, though small it seems,
Hold fast to hope, to quiet dreams.
For within you lies a fire untamed,
A will to fight, a soul reclaimed.