Bend, Not Break

When the road splits into shadow and flame,
And the night forgets to whisper your name,
Stand still — feel the tremor, the doubt, the strain —
Then rise, and step forward again!

For every stumble writes a line,
In the quiet margins of your design,
Each scar, each bruise, each falling through,
Is proof that you dared to pursue!

Let failure be a patient guide,
Not a wall, but a turning tide,
In every loss, a lesson sleeps,
In every promise broken, wisdom keeps!

So, gather your fragments, your questions, your fears,
They are the lessons disguised as tears,
The summit is built from the valleys you cross —
No effort is wasted, no moment is loss!

Breathe deep when the wind insists,
You are not made for heights like this,
You are shaped by the climb you take —
By every choice to bend, not break!