Echoes of Effort

In the heart of every storm, the lightning dares to spark,

A whisper in the darkness, igniting dreams from stark.

Mountains stand in silence, yet rivers carve their way,

Persistence is the compass that turns night into day.

A ship that never sails, feels neither wave nor breeze,

But anchors in the harbor of comfort’s fleeting ease.

The stars are out of reach, but still, they guide the night,

Just as effort, though unseen, can lead us to the light.

Failure’s not the thunder that crashes with a call,

It’s the echo of inaction, the silence of the hall.

The tree that never stretches, remains forever small,

It’s not in trying that we falter, but in nothing done at all.

Each dawn is a canvas, painted by the bold,

With colors of endeavor, stories yet untold.

To stumble on the pathway, to rise and try once more,

Is the anthem of the valiant, the key to every door.

Hence, let the winds of courage fill your yearning sail,

For failure lies not in the effort, but in the choice to pale.

Rise up and face the morning, with heart and spirit tall,

For trying holds no failure, in doing nothing lies it all.

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© The Inspirer (May 20th, 2024)

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