Like the sun’s rays that strive to peek through, even as the clouds attempt to hide it,
Like the waves that fight to rise up to meet the still shores, that attempt to contain it,
Like the moth that flies with vigor to the warmth of the flames, even as they attempt to burn it,
Like a kite that defies to fly free in the sky, even as the hand holding the line tries to control it,
Like a boat that rocks and floats steady, even as the raging ocean tries to sink it,
Like a river that bends, twists and flows, even as the banks try to halt it,
Like a mountain that stands strong and sturdy, even as the wind tries to shift it,
My courage heightens to enable me to thrive, every time the world attempts to intimidate it.
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