As struggles rage onward.
Strength pushed on.
Motivation in the pit of the beast.
My power withers and grows with the sway of the Wind.
A shake of the Earth.
Or a splash in the Water.
While I drag deeply in the core, I’m steadily smiling on the surface.
Hope is all we have.
I try to live for it.
Throughout the strength of self.
Burns with every breath of Fire.