Veiled

The clouds rolled thick, obscuring sight,  

Dreams once clear now veiled in night.  

Winds of whispers, laced with fear,  

Echoed doubts both far and near.  

The path ahead, a shadowed haze,  

Steps faltered through uncertain maze.  

Yet deep within, a flicker burned,  

A stubborn flame that twists and turns.  

Each tempest tore the fragile seams,  

But could not snatch the stubborn dreams.  

The gale that sought to break the soul  

Forged the steel to make it whole.  

Through tear-streaked skies, the vision grew,  

What once was blurred came into view.  

The storms had sharpened, carved, and honed,  

A lens of strength now fully owned.  

For doubt may scream, and fear may fight,  

But clarity emerges from the night.  

The storms that sought to drown and blind  

Become the light that guides the mind.