Strength

Strength isn't always loud,
sometimes, it's the quiet breath
held in the middle of chaos,
the stillness before the next step.
It's the moment you bend
but don't break,
a heart heavy with fear,
yet filled with fight.
Strength is found
in the stumble,
in the reaching for something,
anything,
to hold on to
when the ground feels like it's slipping away.
It's the soft voice that says,
"Not today,"
and the steady hands
that keep building,
even when the walls fall down.
In the face of adversity,
strength doesn't always roar—
sometimes, it's the whisper
that you'll rise again tomorrow.