“The Hero in You”

You search the skies for saviors,

For capes and signs above,

But heroes don’t just fly or fight—

They rise through grit and love.

The hero’s not some distant flame,

Lit only by the few,

It’s found in scars you’ve learned to name

And all that you walk through.

It’s in the voice that won’t stay down

When silence says, “Be small,”

It’s in the hand you lend yourself

Each time again you fall.

The hero lives where fear once sat,

Where doubt once drew its line,

It’s etched in every brave small step

You take despite the climb.

Not forged in fame or glory loud,

But quiet, steady light—

A soul who dares to hope again

And stand again to fight.

So if you’re waiting, wondering

When strength will break on through—

Look no further than your shadow.

The hero lives in you.