Through storms, I carved a path to climb, Each misstep echoing with time. But failure taught me how to grow, And find the strength I didn’t know. The scars became my guiding map, Each one a marker of the gap Between the person I had been And who emerged from deep within. Success, I learned, is not a place— It’s courage found in every face Of fear that threatened to consume, Yet gave my will the space to bloom. Now standing tall, I see the view, A world transformed, both bright and new. The struggle forged the heart it takes To find the life that effort makes. For those still climbing, do not cease; Your trials will lead you to your peace. Through every shadow, find your might, For you will rise into the light.