To Live
A strength lies buried,
hidden until needed.
Not a superpower,
not a weapon,
hidden it remains.
Resilience is its name.
A refusal to break,
the pledge it makes.
Gifting one the ability:
rising through the flames,
reborn like a phoenix,
never-ending fighting,
crawling for air, for survival,
to live.
My Strength.
Copyright © Ana Chan | Year Posted 2025
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