29/07/2026
To the one who softly whispers, "I’m okay,"
When the world gets heavy at the end of the day,
To the silent fighter with the tired heart,
Feeling like you're slowly pulling apart—
You carry the noise of a storm inside,
With tears that you're far too afraid to hide.
You wear a bright smile to cover the pain, Walking alone through the pouring rain.
But look up, sweet soul, you are not on your own,
You were never forgotten, nor left here alone.
In the absolute quiet where nobody sees,
When you're down on your spirit, or down on your knees,
God is right there, and He’s moving the mountains,
Turning your dry deserts into His fountains.
He hears every prayer that you couldn't speak out,
He knows every fear and He heals every doubt.
So rest your weary mind, let your heart find its peace,
Trust in His timing, let the anxiety cease.
You don't have to be strong every step of the way—
God is fighting for you, even starting today.