The Light They Choose

When storms arise without a warning sound,
And heavy skies press low upon the ground,
They do not yield to all the weight they bear —
They turn within and find a steady care!

Through every fall, a quiet strength is grown,
In winding paths, new clarity is shown,
No trial remains when hope is held in sight —
Even the longest dark gives way to light!

So, whatever comes, whether fierce or small,
They stand with grace and rise above it all,
Not shaped by all the trials they go through,
But by the light they choose in all they do!