Whispers of Strength: A Dream's Guidance

In the heart of my tale, a chapter unwritten,
Of shadows from kin and peers, harshly smitten.
Yet a dream, under moon’s gentle gleam,
Whispered wisdom, a flowing stream.
Hear your soul, its silent plea,
For in its whispers, you shall be free.
Challenge not the dreams that guide,
Lest harsh lessons in shadows hide.
No name shall I give, nor face single out,
For my strength, they do not hold, not a shred of doubt.
Time, the revealer, in its endless march,
Proves wrong the hate, under heaven's arch.
Gratitude fills me, for lessons learned,
In the crucible of negativity, my spirit burned.
No longer to prove, nor to justify,
Just to be, under the vast sky.
Thank you, for the fuel of spite,
Transformed, it ignites my light.
Your disdain, now my might,
In darkness, I find my sight.
To those who dwell in shadows, I wish,
Self-reflection, growth, a transformative dish.
May your journey through night,
Lead you to your own light.
Here I stand, firm and true,
Crafting my story, my essence anew.
A phoenix from ashes, in vibrant hue,
Living, loving, as I am meant to.