58. I will stand firm before the wind.

When I surrender to the breeze, The weight of the world grows heavier. Like branches swaying in the storm, So too does my life sway. Yet, I will not bend, I will stand firm before the wind. In trials, I grow stronger, And truly come to know myself. Awakened in the sunlight, A new morning has dawned. Pushing away the darkness, Imprints of hope are etched in light. Oh, in the radiant sunshine, I will find my way. No matter the winds that blow, I am no longer afraid. Wind and sunlight, sorrow and joy, On the stage called life, Step by step, together, We will walk.