Here’s a gentle, introspective poem that reflects a quiet belief in growth through stillness and self-trust: In silence, I have learned to breathe, To trust the roots I cannot see. The world may rush, but I believe That strength is found in being free. Not loud, not bold, but soft and true, I walk the path that feels like mine. Each quiet step, each morning dew, Reminds me: healing takes its time[tex].[/tex]