When I wake, I speak to the dawn:

The day will test me — I welcome it.

Storms, tempests, and troubled souls —

They are not my enemies,

Only mirrors of what I can overcome.

I breathe in,

And choose my own beginning.

Peace isn’t hiding in the mountains or the sea,

It’s waiting inside, quietly watching me.

I build my fortress where the mind is still,

Where no voice of chaos bends my will.

I walk through the noise, untouched, aware,

Knowing not all things are mine to repair.

What I can control — my heart, my flame —

The rest? Just wind that whispers my name.

Every thought, every fear —

I hold them close, then let them clear.

I see the world for what it is,

And rise unbroken, limitless.

Look up, look far — we are fire and dust,

Running with the stars, learning to trust.

Every loss, every scar, every trial we’ve known,

Burns the way to make the soul our own.

Keep your spirit steady, keep your eyes open wide,

See things as they are — no need to hide.

The world may shake, but I don’t fall apart,

The storm can’t touch the center of my heart.

Even alone, I’m never confined,

For silence is the anthem of the mind.

Strength isn’t fury — it’s calm, it’s true,

It’s knowing the storm is passing through.

We are branches of the same great tree,

Cut from the whole, we lose what we could be.

So I reach back out, I reconnect,

I live for the purpose I won’t neglect.

Love what happens, the joy and the pain,

Every fall carries something to gain.

Destiny spins — I follow its thread,

Grateful for all that lies ahead.

Lift your eyes — the fire is near,

Born of doubt, transformed by fear.

Every wound becomes the light,

Every trial shapes the fight.

Look up, look far — we are stars in motion,

Hearts like oceans, minds like mountains.

We fall, we rise, we start again —

Strong within, unbroken men.

Breathe deep.

No hatred. No haste.

Love what comes —

And walk with grace.