Roots of Strength

Beneath the weight of stormy skies, Where hope grows faint and courage lies, A seed, though buried, starts to bloom, Defying shadows, shunning gloom. The earth may tremble, skies may weep, Yet roots run deep where dreams may sleep. Through cracks in stone, a flower’s grace, Emerging strong, it finds its place. Each trial faced, a teacher’s art, Each scar a map upon the heart. For every stumble, every fall, Builds the strength to stand tall. Growth is not in fleeting ease, But in the battles, we appease. Resilience shines, a timeless truth— The light reborn from inner youth.