16/05/2025
"Your strength isn’t in never falling, it’s in rising every time you do."
"You don’t"
Upon the shore where silence speaks,
You stand, where sky and ocean meet.
A lone soul wrapped in thought and flame,
Unshaken, still—yet far from tame.
The sun dips low, the gold turns red,
But dreams still burn inside your head.
Each step you’ve carved into the sand,
Marks strength the world can’t understand.
Your back to doubt, your eyes ahead,
You chase the light with quiet tread.
No need to shout, no need to show—
You are the fire, steady and slow.
A storm may come, the tide may rise,
But you were born to touch the skies.
Not just a wanderer in the dusk,
You are the dawn the night can trust.
