Steadfast Poem by Umasree Raghunath

A woman stands tall through the winds of time,
With roots grounded deep in the soil of her prime.
Through the storm's fury and the thunder's roar,
She faces each trial and asks for no more.

Her heart knows no fear when the world seems bleak,
With resolve unshaken, she continues to seek.
She carries the weight of both joy and pain,
Yet always rises, again and again.

Through every heartbreak, every tear that falls,
She stands, unwavering, within her own walls.
Her hands weave the fabric of life so wide,
With threads of compassion, love, and pride.

In moments of doubt, when shadows appear,
She holds on to hope, casting away fear.
Her voice may tremble, but still she will speak,
For her thoughts are her armor, her resolve is unique.

In the face of adversity, she will not break,
For her inner strength is a force none can shake.
She rises to fight when the world calls her name,
Her spirit a fire that burns without shame.

Through the rush of time and the pull of the tide,
She's steadfast and true, with no place to hide.
Her journey's her own, and she walks it with grace,
No matter the challenges life may embrace.

Her resilience, her wisdom, her strength, and her might,
She carries them proudly through day and through night.
A woman, undaunted by the trials she sees,
For she's rooted in courage, and carried by peace.