When the world tilts and the ground feels unsteady,
When fear surges, and the air grows heavy,
When the storm howls loudly and the night runs deep,
Be the stillness that others seek.
Not by denying the weight of the fight,
Nor pretending that darkness is bathed in light,
But by standing firm, a beacon, a guide,
A steady hand through the shifting tide.
Breathe in the silence between each sound,
Let your heart beat slowly, and your feet touch the ground.
In the eye of the storm, where clarity lives,
Find the peace that steadiness gives.
Be the calm when the world is unmoored,
A refuge, a presence, a love reassured.
Offer your kindness, extend your grace,
Be the strength in another’s space.
For in the chaos, the light still gleams,
Hope is reborn in quiet streams.
And those who anchor with steady hands
Are the ones who help the world withstand.
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