BENEATH THE SKIES

 

Beneath The Skies


When shadows fall and doubts arise,
And dreams seem lost beneath the skies,
There burns a flame, though small and shy,
A spark of strength that will not die.

Through weary roads and heavy rain,
We walk with hearts that bear the strain.
But every step, though slow or steep,
Is proof of courage buried deep.

The night may whisper tales of fear,
Yet morning’s promise draws us near.
With every dawn, a brand new chance.
A song of hope, a life to dance.

So lift your chin, let silence sing,
The world still turns, and hearts still spring.
You are the light the dark can’t steal,
A soul that rises, dares to heal.

The cracks you’ve earned from battles fought,
Are lines where light pours through each thought.
You’ve weathered storms, you’ve felt the flame.
And still, you rise, still speak your name.

The mountain bowed but did not break.
Your spirit's strong for others’ sake.
And now it’s time… you’re not alone.
This path you walk's not paved in stone.

Not every hero wears a crown.
Some simply rise each time they’re down.
Some shine by just refusing night,
By choosing love, by choosing light.

So if you stumble, take a breath.
You’re nowhere near defeat or death.
The soul you carry, fierce and wide,
Holds galaxies you’ve yet to ride.

So let your heart beat loud and true,
There’s nothing stronger than the you
Who rises still, who dares to shine,
A living proof of the divine.

The world is better with your flame.
So light it boldly. Speak your name.
Your journey’s only just begun…
You’re rising now. You are the sun.

Original Poetry Written By
Eryn Dunbar
Copyright (c) 7.18.2025

Comments

Brian Neil said…
Made me think about my life journeys and how they made me who I am. Thank you for sharing!
Zeus said…
Stanza 1:When shadows fall and doubts arise,
And dreams seem lost beneath the skies,
There burns a flame, though small and shy,
A spark of strength that will not die.
This stanza paints a picture of tough times, when things feel dark and dreams slip out of reach. The “shadows” and “doubts” create a heavy vibe, like life’s piling on. But then it turns to this small, quiet flame that refuses to go out. It’s not loud or flashy, but it’s got this stubborn strength that keeps going. The “beneath the skies” line gives it a big, almost cosmic feel, like this resilience is part of something huge.Stanza 5:The cracks you’ve earned from battles fought,
Are lines where light pours through each thought.
You’ve weathered storms, you’ve felt the flame.
And still, you rise, still speak your name.
This part’s about someone who’s been through the wringer. The “cracks” from their fights aren’t just scars; they’re where their light shines through, like their thoughts glow brighter because of the struggles. It talks about surviving storms and fire, yet still getting up and owning who you are. Saying “still speak your name” feels like a bold stand, like they’re claiming their place no matter what.Both stanzas are about pushing through hardship with this quiet, fierce strength. The poem’s got this universal feel, like it’s cheering on anyone who keeps rising up.

Justice13james said…
The deserts dry but not my eyes as I rise to walk alone as tarot's shown. OH no reading IDK what it would say have a good day

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