Quiet Strength

In the silence of the morning light,
I discovered my strength, shining bright.
In the quiet moments, I found my power,
Embracing the calm, with courage to flower.

Amidst the chaos, I found my peace,
In the stillness, my worries did release.
Strength in solitude, a hidden treasure,
In the quiet moments, I found my measure.

A whisper of hope, in the peaceful hush,
I found my courage, a tranquil rush.
In the serenity, my spirit took flight,
A discovery of strength, burning bright.

In the moments of calm, I found my way,
Through stillness and peace, I learnt to stay.
In the quiet whispers, I found my voice,
A silent strength, my heart did rejoice.

Molting Feathers: A Graceful Transition

Molting feathers, a bird’s graceful transition
A journey of shedding, a sight of precision
Emerging anew, with colors bright
Taking flight, embracing the light

Each sheath unstitched, each pinion renewed
Molting feathers, a marvel, a miracle, imbued
With every shed, a promise of change
Graceful and fluid, an act so strange

The old made new, the feathers fall away
Molting feathers, a transformation, a ballet
A dance of renewal, a winged display
Of strength and beauty, in every single way

Through the molt, a bird emerges bold
Molting feathers, a story of courage, untold
A majestic creature, reborn and unbound
In its new plumage, its grace knows no bound

So let us learn from this avian transition
Molting feathers, a symbol of ambition
To shed the old and embrace the new
With grace and poise, like the birds do

The Unveiling of Strength

In moments of despair and fright,
We find the courage to stand upright.
When darkness surrounds, we embrace the light,
Discovering strength in moments of vulnerability, shining bright.

A broken heart, a shattered soul,
Yet from the depths, we become whole.
With tears as fuel, we conquer the toll,
Rising from the ashes, a powerful, unstoppable role.

It’s in our weakness that we find our might,
The struggles we face, the battles we fight.
Through the storms of life, we take flight,
Unveiling our power, a breathtaking sight.

When all seems lost, hope begins to bloom,
In our vulnerability, we dispel the gloom.
With each obstacle, we refuse to assume,
Our strength grows, illuminating the room.

The discovery of strength in moments so raw,
Our vulnerabilities become the strength we draw.
With every stumble, we rewrite our law,
Embracing our power, without a single flaw.