In trials deep, where tempests roar,
Our hearts are shaped, refined once more.
Through fire and flame, the soul takes flight,
A steady climb toward truth and light.
Not in the ease or paths well-trod,
But in the storms, we find our God.
Each test, a chisel sharp and true,
Carving the strength we never knew.
Patience grows where struggles start,
Resilience forms within the heart.
For character, like steel, must bend,
To rise, endure, and never end.
So walk the road, though rough it seems,
Each step is part of bigger dreams.
For in the trials, though hard to bear,
A stronger, wiser soul is there.
